We got out of the station. The pantsless crowd! - It must have been in the hundreds at least. Although it was heavy on the white person side, every bit of the beautiful So-Cal ethnic mix has someone of both genders representing.
Its 70 degrees, and the winter LA air is clear this afternoon.
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The No Pants event in New York, from the YouTube vids show the differences between laid back LA and the mighty NYC very clearly.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_W4kYxew_I4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTKGKUQrb0s
Los Angeles is the femme counterpoint to New York’s avuncular, and mostly butch energy. They have a lot more interactive fun, and as a human you feel more alive.
In LA we have the cult of looks, in part due to the pervasive influence of our media industries. In LA the art of being wanted gives you a pass - you do not have to work for a better orgasm, the one wanting you does. The pleasure and power is in having others make you the object of veneration. Appearing to expend the energy to be wanted negates desire on the others persons part - it makes one look desperate. The trick is to presume that one belongs in the selected company of those who make a very good living off of the adoration of others without seeming too exclusive or too needy.
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In most written dialogues about our fair city people often bemoan this difference. They are usually written by people who never, ever depart Venice Beach when trying to define L.A. They never head out to community's East of the LA river, to the Latin working class, learn the lingo and see how LA defuses that physical energy.
The writers are acclimated to the L.A. laid back "service me mindset" even as their word processors decry it.
Here is a transparent secret about LA’s laid back narcissistic cultural energy - if you are in a circle of self absorption - and happen to be accepted as a peer and amongst people who are - in general - pretty good looking or possess a charismatic persona that is a complementary counterpoint to the nice looking people vibe then you begin to feel and interact in a defuse yet seductive voodoo.
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The crowd is large. The amount of people who decide on some random Sunday to take off their pants, reveal their skivvies to the world and ride a subway is more than you think. With the men, there'd be no disguising what nature had endowed them with in its latent state! Properly packaged, of course. For the women, cellulite be damned! Whatever you got, you are gonna flaunt - to a lot of people!
The kinky haired ringleader - resplendent in his red tighties and positioned on top of the shoulders shouts out unamplified thanks for the turnout - it exceeded far beyond their expectations. From that point we were supposed to go in front of the Mann's Chinese Movie Theater and then take a collective picture. However, fate had other plans.
Good plans.
The train we took was not the widely advertised 222 - it was an earlier train that came close to the scheduled time. There was a possibility that pantsless people who do not know we left on an earlier train was on the 222.
The organizers moved up and urged us to applaud the people exiting the subway, just to laud the bravery of any stragglers. I did not see any. It made the scene even more cool, in a slightly absurd way.
Imagine you are trying to get to your destination and as you depart the subway cab a few hundred bright, pantsless people in various modes of top dress are enthusiastically applauding you and everyone else as you exited the subway on your weekend commute.
Take a bow metro riders!
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Remembering my prime directive I pull out my camera. And turn to read the faces of the people nearby. A camera man is taking pictures and everywhere mini cams, digital cameras and camera phones are clicking at a furious rate. Model type poses are not uncommon.
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I am in the subway station and I feel an odd sort of.... lightness. The people on average are attractive, youngish (quite a few 30 somethings) and pantless.
I decide to just kinda...... embrace it.
My finely honed barfly instincts turn on - I turn to a cute redheaded woman in leopard shorts.
“What a coincidence, your pantless, I’m pantless - Can I take a pic with you?”
A smile shows up on her face “Sure”
A side hug, she moves in closer then most random stranger pictures. Comfort zones are slightly lessened when publicly pantless.
I give the camera to my companion - reviewing the pic, its looks good actually. I decide to have both of us in random pics with any random stranger I can charm into doing so.
In asking random strangers for pictures I get into a jocular mindset, a Gemini need to charm anyone of any gender into taking photos that are not contextual to either me or my companion.
"Can you stand next to this woman? - Thanks"
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