Ever since I can remember I have always wanted to move to Los Angeles. My father is from there. When I was growing up we would go to LA at least 2 times a year. I was practically born on a plane. My first trip to LA was when I was 8 months old to visit my grandparents. I was the perfect baby on that flight. Ever since, I have loved to fly! The picture below was taken when I was 5 visiting my Bubie (my grandma) and Aunt Gussie in West Hollywood.
I was always fascinated with Los Angeles, ev...
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This journal is dedicated to my transition from New York to Los Angeles, dealing with it one freak at a time!
Be apart of my journey, as I come to terms with leaving the only place I have ever called home, the Northeast. I am onto bigger, better, and a whole lot warmer.
Get ready to be apart of the experience I have thought about my entire life. This is my time. My move. My moment.