Believe this was North Face.
November 3, 2013. Los Angeles, CA.
Los Angeles State Historic Park
In L.A., the weather being what it is and the entertainment industry pulling in good-looking people from around the world, there’s a lot of skin shown around town. So one generally wouldn’t think twice about seeing a girl in fox ears and not much else. But as I was walking back to my car and the number of the young and pretty increased, it was evident something was going on.
I asked a girl as I waited at a crosswalk. It was an EDM (electronic dance music) festival, Hard Day of the Dead. I didn’t have tickets but had fun meeting people around the festival. Including a scalper, a parking attendant, a few LAPD, local citizens, street team promoters, and of course, attendees. Mostly very very friendly.
I think if you’re into that sort of thing, it’s good to experience it while you can.
November 3, 2013. Olvera Street. Los Angeles, CA.
The last “spirit,” a tall figure in black mariachi dress, stopped to look at me, touching my shoulder. Very theatrical. One of the girls gave me a card. He’s an actor/director. lol. Our sort must always be hustling. Even when we’re “dead.”
Something between wanting me to take him home or wanting to take me home.
No, I’m not crying in that photo. That’s me frustrated. Funny, I look little. Why are my hands pink compared to my face.