darlings
we visited the 60s today.
it wasn’t *really* the Sixties.
but it sure felt like it.
there’s a stretch of York Avenue – sort of here – if you are familiar with the locale of Highland Park:
our friends at the Los Angeles Times have some very interesting Facts about Highland Park – here – such as:
- a population of 60,000
- the median age of residents is 28
- the percentage of never married males is among the county’s highest
- 45.1 percent are foreign born (predominately Mexico, El Salvador – and 1.9 percent from Germany)
the people at Time Out, Los Angeles, call Highland Park “An Eastside Microhood” (we’re not Entirely sure that’s a nice thing to say but we’ll let it go, for now).
and on Wednesday, who-we-are-in-RL is writing a column for Los Angeles, I’m Yours and you can hear what she loved about a morning in Highland Park, darlings.
stay tuned (or you don’t have to stay tuned because we’ll let you know – naturally – when it Goes Live).
so here’s the recommended soundtrack for these cool shots from dawn to twelve noon when we stopped for sustenance at Ba:
If you ramble that way again check out the MorYork Gallery – Clare Graham is someone you would love to talk to – but perhaps you already have!
gosh.
http://www.claregraham.com/MorYork.html
see what you mean.
next time, most definitely.
Love love love these images… *sigh*
thank you D! *waving* :-)
Dearest G
Your sumptuous snaps are a sparkling ray of sunshine on a London Autumn day and sets The Dandy off on a reverie on what it would be like if we really were able to travel back to the 60s… though the 1760s would be my preferred option.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
oooo, would most definitely join you for a sip of assam (or whatever tea they were drinking then……rose petal and lime?) in the 1760s…. *sighs*
Ah, the sixties, time of the painful, pointy toed shoes that had to be worn no matter the discomfort. Well, that scenario isn’t limited to the sixties but that was the last time I remember insisting on wearing shoes that were so obviously uncomfortable.
ah yes.
back in Brighton, of course, the 60s never Left so we had a pair of Very Painful winklepickers (burgundy and silver, oddly enough) that were not as chic as one might have hoped.
Why do I see those winklepickers as a mismatched pair of one silver and one burgundy? :D Can’t shake that ridiculous image from my mind!
tis entirely possible.
we did attempt a somewhat “out-there” wardrobe during those Years.
:)
Your photographs are like a tonic to me. They take me back to the Southern California I knew as a teenager …when the Beatles were brand new! Thanks Team Gloria for being so Fabugloirious!
how lovely that we tip you into Reverie!
perhaps the ones we are about to Upload will do the same….