A West Coast Question

Its been a week since my last visit here....where have I been you may ask? I've been on California time in LA for the past week. I'm becoming pretty familiar with the city and I must say, I think it's calling my name. With each trip I further release my inner angelino: chemical peels, vegan food with Ellen Degeneres at RFD, and large sunglasses at all times. I found it, however, much easier to get caught up in the material world here on the west coast even more so than in new York....I mean have you seen the people walking down the street in west Hollywood?! Case made. But I pose these individuals a question: are you truly happy behind all that plastic surgery and those Tom Ford sunglasses? While I participate in trendy social affairs, I don't forget where I come from, a place that is far from this glitz and glam. It's because of this that I can see past that outer shell made of plastic and Botox. Nonetheless, I think I'm falling in love with you, LA. I see myself, a convertible, and the PCH in my future.