Let’s not mince words, it’s over.
We are fabulous. GQ said so. We look good on the outside.
The impending and imminent exit of Hal’s, Casa Linda, the old Angela shoe repair and the glorious eccentric Bountiful, closes out the era of a street actually used by locals. A street where we once belonged. Abbot Kinney becomes even more fabulous every passing day — too fabulous surely for anyone here more than five years. We figure it won’t be much longer before people don’t even recall that it was once our street — a place for the regulars — ordinary not-so-fabulous people who thought it was their street and fit into it like it was the proverbial old glove. It had a sense of place. That’s a very rare experience in L.A. and perhaps it exists nowhere else. Heck, today people think “The Grove” has a sense of place.
Hold your memories close, they are more important than ever as our town morphs into all that we disdain. You know, all those reasons you don’t live in Brentwood. It soon will be hard to remember how good and comfortable that old glove fit.