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Originally posted by Gattigap
Certainly it WAS, my man. But, as so often happens in the City of Angels, it's turning bad faster than Britney's breastmilk. From The Defamer:
- When the NY Times starts asking about the negative (“travel blog”-borne) buzz surrounding your painfully hot, “if you’re not drinking here tonight, you might as well be jerking off donkeys in West Virginia, Cletus” nightspot, you’d better put down the $25 mai tai, stop giving the finger to the hotel guest who wants to take a dip in the pool, and attempt an explanation.
- By the end of the week, the Roosevelt Hotel will make an earnest attempt to better accommodate its guests at times when its Tropicana has achieved maximum starfucking density. They’re hard at work installing an inflatable pool behind three feet of bulletproof glass a mere fifty feet from the poolside bar, allowing the less interesting and not-so-great a place to cool off and safely enjoy a cocktail.
I, for one, look forward to peering through the bulletproof glass.
Gattigap
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Exactly my point. To me, that kind of BS is what makes a place trendy in LA. I hope that crap backfires on them (and the Viceroy and The W Brentwood) in a large fashion like it did to Justin Timberlake's Chi and The Standard Hollywood (post Britney blow incident).
Now I must get back to not keeping track of my time...
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