Goodbye to LA
The first time I went to LA I was 13-years-old and obsessed with Paris Hilton. We stayed at Shutters in Santa Monica; my cousin Asher was getting bar mitzvahed. I went to Kitson and bought a make-up bag that said CRAZY PILLS on it even though I did not take or need crazy pills at the time. My brother was very sick with JRA and because of it we did not g…