Twenty-Something and Blonde, vol. 1
A Los Angeles Life on The Verge
Matt: You know, when I came out to L.A., this isn’t exactly where I saw myself ending up.
Jack: Yeah, well, get in line.
- from the film, L.A. Confidential
I wanted to turn around, and go back.
And I wanted to get the hell out of there.
I was so fucked. No job. No nothing.
I smelled like an ashtray and a bar at 4 a.m.
No more smoky room at the Hard Rock, weekday rate, with a glass ice bucket that’s now in my over packed suitcase.
My cage was now my cake car, on the 15.
Heading out of the desert and back to realism. Back home.
To Los Angeles.
I wanted to turn around and go back—back to Vegas to forget what awaited me.
Waverly works, lives, loves and plays in the most glittery, exciting spot on earth - Hollywood, California. She studied at San Diego State, and now she's studying the floorplan of the Capitol Records building located at Hollywood and Vine. She's meeting all the right people, going to the best parties, and vying for her dream job in the music industry. What could possibly go wrong?