On Friday evening, feeling inspired and two margaritas deep at Atrium, I decided to take action on a simple to-do I've been considering for a long time. Ever since seeing and loving a play my friend wrote, The Wolves at the Atwater Village Theater, I promised myself I'd see more theater in L.A. In New York, theater was such an integral part of the city, I went all the time thanks to $15 lottery and standing room tickets, but never took the same initiative here beyond shows I already knew I loved at the Pantages and Ahmanson. At drinks, armed with a running list I'd compiled and encouraged by friends, I bought tickets to see Tiny Beautiful Things at the Pasadena Playhouse and Julius Caesar by the Independent Shakespeare Co., and reserved seats to see an upcoming musical at the tiny theater behind the bookstore, then signed up for the Echo Theater Company's emails. By the end of my second marg, I had plans to see five live shows by the end of May.
Here's what I learned: Theater, for the most part, is expensive. A show at L.A.'s biggest theater will easily set you back $75. But smaller theaters charge as little as $10 a seat. I'm sure I won't love every show, but I feel confident I'll get something out of each one—and then there's the thrill of "discovering" something truly special at less than a movie would cost me. (Update: A reader just emailed to recommend this site for discovering small L.A. theater and buying tickets at a discounted rate. Thank you!) Here's to trying new things, big and small, this week:
Two weeks ago, the only people talking about Billie Eilish were either born in the 21st century, in the music industry, or super-hip. Now, she's all anyone can talk about—twelve of the thirteen songs from her March album charted on Billboard Hot 100 within the week, the most ever for a female musician. And it's clear why: Just try to listen to "bad guy" or "bury a friend" without getting either stuck in your head, despite their heavy subject matter (toxic masculinity and teen suicide, respectively). Part of her popularity is due to the fact that she doesn't shy away from the difficult and strange, and is far from an Ariana Grande-type coiffed for fame; she still produces music with her 21-year-old brother and doesn't pay much attention to genre. Curious for more? Check out this 'Switched on Pop' episode on Billie.
Taylor Jenkins Reid's Daisy Jones and The Six is about a fake rock band that takes place in the real world—with a story that feels entirely believable. Set in the 1970s, Daisy Jones is a groupie who really wants to write her own music and finally joins up with the band, The Six. There's sex, drugs, addiction, rehab, more drugs, and music. The story is told entirely through transcripts, so it feels more like a documentary than a novel, which is why I opted to listen to the book on Audible rather than read it. Just be sure you read it soon: Reese Witherspoon is producing the scripted series!
Whenever possible, I try to cook leaf to stalk, not only because food waste sucks, but because it usually leads to more inventive, delicious recipes than I would have stumbled upon if I was discarding my beet greens, radish greens, and carrot tops. (Speaking of which, if you think carrot tops are toxic—they aren't.) But the one vegetable I purchase specifically for its "inedible" part is Swiss chard because it makes the best hummus you've ever eaten, no chickpeas needed. This weekend, I was reminded of it when I came across a beautiful bunch at the farmers market, with long colorful stalks and full leafy greens. I'm planning on making the hummus tonight, to smear on top of slices of grilled French bread, topped with the greens sautéed in olive oil and lots of garlic. Honestly, I don't think I'll need anything else!
The older I get (hello, late twenties), the more I'm drawn towards spending money on well-made, timeless pieces I know will last a lifetime. In other words, I'd rather buy one shirt for $100 than ten shirts for $10. After seeing this Japanese GoWeave Cami from Everlane on a friend, I purchased it on the spot. It didn't take long for me to decide it's all I'm going to be wearing this summer. Let me explain: The material feels expensive but isn't too precious (it's machine-washable), it's wrinkle-resistant, it goes just as well tucked-into a pair of vintage Levi's or cut-offs as it does with a plaid skirt and blazer for work, and it's super flattering and well-tailored. Next time you see me, don't be surprised if I'm in this tank.
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