Valentino’s grave, Hollywood Forever Cemetery - Los Angeles, California. I always forget how young he was, and handsome in that silent film way - somehow swarthy and florid and clean-cut simultaneously. I’m glad there are still flowers for him.
A girl decides to see everything worth seeing in Southern California. From the bizarre to the beautiful, the quaint to the quackery, no sight is safe. Editor's Note: Once upon a time, the plan was to use my collection of film cameras but as that ended up with my leaving a fish-eye somewhere in Pasadena that plan was dispensed with. I'm not a photographer. Just a girl with an iphone.