Tuesday, September 30, 2008  A Northeasterner’s Opinion on LA
Fashion and Style  I was born and raised in New Jersey and
before moving to LA last week had spent the last few years in
Virginia. For me, decisions such as how to dress have always
been based on one very simple question, “What do the ladies
like?” In the straight laced Commonwealth of Virginia, this
usually meant khaki pants, a button down shirt, and combed hair.
I wore this type of ensemble my very first night out in LA and
it did not go over well, for it seems the women of Hollywood
have embraced a look somewhere between multi-million dollar rock
star and down and out homeless guy.  All night long I could see
girls glancing at my hair and thinking, “Oh my God, you’ve
gotten a haircut in the past month.” Then they would move down
to my outfit, terribly disappointed that there were no visible
holes or other indicators that I had slept in my clothes for the
previous week.  Finally, they would move in for the ultimate
test, getting close enough to