On the Town

Last Saturday, Eleanor and Chauncey were treated to a night out in downtown LA by their friends, Veronica and Ben. Veronica is an artist and Ben is a journalist who writes about art, baseball and astrology. The evening began with dinner at Soi 7, a thai restaurant in what used to be a department store. It was an enormous space but not cavernous. Veronica had a sake cocktail and Eleanor a Belgium beer despite Chauncey’s recommendation that she have a thai beer. The fellows, as Chauncey calls them, had fancy ginger ale.

Night on the town

After a delicious meal, the foursome walked several blocks to a gallery in the Bradbury building for the opening of an 80’s photography show.  The photos were taken in LA and included several of Bob Marley in Watts and Henry Rollins when he was in Black Flag.

Veronica and Chauncey were cornered by a guy Veronica knows who had one tooth but said he had just eaten some ribs at Houston’s. He apologized for the barbeque stains on his face and shirt.

Eleanor wandered over to a wide window sill and sat down near the wall. She began looking at what the gallery goers were wearing. About half were wearing jeans, Eleanor and Chauncey included. The tall Asian man next to Eleanor wore jeans with a white collared shirt, untucked, and black loafers. He told Eleanor he was an architect. He pointed out the owner of the gallery who was an Asian man in his late 30s. He wore white khakis, a checked green and black button-down shirt with black blazer. His shoes were black with several buckles.

Gallery Goer

Eleanor noticed two women in their fifties who appeared to be friends. Both had bobbed hair. One kept hers white while the other dyed hers brown. They each wore skirts with black leggings and black clunky shoes. The woman with brown hair wore a bronze-colored crocheted skirt. The woman with white hair wore a loose skirt with large brown circles. Very seventies. The best outfit was worn by an Asian woman in her late twenties.  One leg of the woman’s black pants, which came to the knee, was tight around her leg. The other pant leg was loose like a gaucho pant. Eleanor figured the woman was a designer trying to make a statement.

On the way back to the parking lot, Ben suggested a stop at Syrup for dessert. The place was packed with twenty-somethings eating Belgium waffles and playing Jenga. They were on to something. 

Eleanor and Chauncey returned home wanting more of everything.