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Gypsy Eve

24 Thursday Nov 2011

Posted by jenniferstavros in Downtown, Los Angeles

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11:30pm 11.23.11

Scene: a seedy hispanic dive bar, downtown Los Angeles

It took awhile to pick up that night, but sure enough it did.  The once empty dance floor covered in red light filled with the sound of trumpets and tubas.  The crowd poured forward like moths to a flame.  And then the fireflies came out.  The short ripped shorts, ruffled dresses, billowing scarves, feathers in hair, and fur lined cuffs blurred as the whole bar went into ludicrous speed.

I was there with a friend of mine.  We’d traded outtings from a Spanksgiving eve celebration to come out amongst gypsies in Los Angeles’ monthly endeavor into the underground- Malaboma.

It was, yet another Los Angeles first for me.  A highly anticipated Los Angeles first.

I didn’t know many people there but as gypsy and suited man entered the bar one after the other, I noticed one in particular that shared a secret.

“You look like someone familar.” I said and I pulled her close to my ear.

“Oh?”

“Do you like to get tied up?”

She smiled and embraced me.

“It’s so great to see you!”

My night was glittering.  There were other flies on the radar, but naught one where warm wishes beyond that light moment would happen tonight.  My mind was elsewhere.  But that, said she, was a different story all together.

The trio- my friend and his two female friends- stood in the crowd and danced.  We dodged a menagerie of unwanted toys: the mexican guy with rat tails, the guy in the track jacket, the man who had borrowed Doc Brown’s time machine from the 80s just to be at this party, and, the favorite, the Indian lumberjack.  I was afraid to completely let go.  I didn’t want to make eye contact with any of those men.  They, however, blocked the path towards the front of the stage where the real dancing was happening.

But then the band started walking off the stage into the crowd.  They were wandering souls catering to a wandering clan of misfits.  The surge of the music filled the bar some more.  My heart raced as the tempo built up.  Some of the girls started a line and began dancing around the band.  I looked at my friend and said goodbye.  He might not have heard me but it only took a minute for him to know what I was about to do.

Dear girls last night, thank you for putting your hand out and giving me exactly what I wanted.

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No alarm clock necessary

18 Friday Nov 2011

Posted by jenniferstavros in Gallery Row, Los Angeles

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545 am 11.18.11

Scene: a couch in a loft in Gallery Row, downtown Los Angeles

 

It was a restless sleep yet again tonight.  There’s just too much excitement in the air.  A new job.  A new place in the works.  A new romance.   I’m not sure of all the details or how long anything will last, but, for some reason unbeknownst to me, I feel washed over with peace.

The unnamed gent went out with friends last night and so did I.  I got in early and ended up reading before I passed out.

The red bricked wall across the alleyway was still dark when I awoke.  This may not be the city that never sleeps but it sure does make it difficult at times.

There is an energy racing the streets of downtown Los Angeles.  It is a fever that whips through and catches you like the sun as it peers its head and smiles down from atop a skyscraper.  I’ve got the fever and it’s not going away anytime soon.

It has become routine for me to wake up earlier and earlier.  While the city sleeps and the bricks turn their bright reds and whites, is when I can gather my thoughts and relax without worry or care for another soul.

And then I felt his kiss.

Dressed in a suit and tie, he had come home again.

“Did you have a good time tonight?”  I asked him.

“Very much so.  I’m going to eat an apple and go to sleep.  I’ll let you get back to your writing.”

We hugged and chatted a few minutes before he wandered up to his cave.

Good morning Los Angeles.  Good morning.

 

 

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