(Confessions) of a Dark L.A. Hippie Chick.

Can’t sleep. Heard the rain outside, got up at 7:00am to think about what to write… Started looking at some old pieces and found this… I feel like I used to be braver. I’m almost depressed about it.

I’m here to tell you slinging booze for a living is much easier than teaching yoga. This is Hollywood, where you have the lost souls, the would-be guitar legends and plenty of drag queens. My homies. We’re talking about a whole lotta glitter, feathers and swagger. Such an easy place to hide. But it’s not all peachy keen, jelly bean; everything you’ve heard is real. This town will rip the fake eyelashes right off your eyelids, throw a bucket of water on your mohawk and reveal the bona fide you, a wizard of nowhere and nothing but your own shockingly beautiful life force.

Confessions of a Dark L.A. Hippie Chick. “>

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Anne Clendening ♥

Anne Clendening is an L.A. chick, born and raised. She is a writer of creative nonfiction and other sordid tales of life, love and other L.A. adventures.

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