Legendary fashion editor Diana Vreeland once said, “We all need a splash of bad taste; no taste is what I’m against.” I wholeheartedly agree with this statement– which is why I am unashamed to do things like: lick the Tapatio-drenched remnants of an exploded on-the-go burrito off of my shirt,

Recently, I gave my grandma a jingle to thank her for the desperately-needed cash that she sent to me for my birthday. Little did I know that my 80 year old granny has been reading this Goddamn Website! I mean, she lives in LA, chain smokes, goes to galleries, and

The West Coast can brag about their burritos all they want but they have still failed to master the elusive New York bagel. Blame the Jewish Deli ratio, or the aversion to carbs, but this city runs on them. They have all the qualifications of the perfect broke-ass breakfast. They’re