Overheard: Los Angeles.

Lenny Kravitz lookalike. Sitting outside the Ralph’s on La Brea across Trader Joe’s. Eating a salad, talking on his iphone. Stylishly ripped jeans, sandals, rock star sunglasses, chestnut colored skin either from fortunate birth or expensive tan. Verbatim: “Yeah, well, I think we’re all going…it’s for [name witheld], the porn Continue Reading