Lexington Social House is located on the famous intersection of Hollywood and Vine. In staying true to its Hollywood roots, it just got a facelift. I have been to Lexington Social House a few times, both before and after its renovation.
Before it was more of a club, with a DJ booth and a dance floor and an outdoor patio to hang out and drink if loud music and getting grinded on by sweaty strangers isn't your thing. It's was a great place to dance the night away with your friends. I went back one night after it's changes and to my surprise I found a completely different scene. I have to be honest (because that's kind of my thing) I like the new Lexington Social House much better. My friend and I met up with some friends at Lexington one night and we watched this awesome local LA band LoLove (more about them in just a little!) Instead of a small dance floor packed to the max with people, I found a classier lounge type vibe. There were comfy, and quite fashionable, booth like couches all around the venue accompanied by tables. My favorite addition was the 3 stripper poles that were attached at the top of the booth all the way up to the ceiling. Yes, I realize I said Lexington is classy. I realize you may not associate "stripper pole" with "classy" but trust me when I say, they are the classiest stripper poles you've ever seen. It's kind of more for looks. You know, like how there is a giant stripper pole in the very back of a party bus? Yeah, like that. There are always the few *brave* people who attempt to dance on the pole *coughMEcough* Don't judge me. Personally if I see a giant stripper pole my instant reaction is to hop on it and dance around it like a hot mess. I can't resist the temptation. Well, most of the time. This particular night I held it together and did not jump on the pole and act a fool in front of a room full of strangers and my friends. (Don't you worry your pretty little mind, rest assured, I acted a fool in other ways.) And the only reason I did not stripper pole it up is because my friend, bless her heart, talked me out of it and saved me from public humiliation. That is a true friend right there I'll have you know.
Sorry, I get sidetracked sometimes, well most of the time. Ok all the time. Back to Lexington. The other new addition to LSH was a stage in the front of the room. They now have live music and bands that play during the week, which is one of my favorite things ever. Hanging out with your friends, in a low key but still super fun environment, watching talented musicians do their thing.
This particular night was a Tuesday and lucky for us, every Tuesday this amazing band called LoLove hosts "LoLovers Covers" where they play covers of songs from artists ranging from Frank Ocean to Radiohead. LoLove is a 3 person band, the lead singer is a gorgeous (blonde) girl and a super hot guitar and bass player. Aside from all 3 being extremely attractive, they are insanely talented. The lead singer has one of the most amazingly unique voices I've ever heard. Honestly! You know when you hear Adele sing one word you already know it's here without having to hear the song because her voice is that recognizable and unique? That's how it is to hear the LoLove frontwoman sing her ass off. The only thing I love more than a band with a female lead singer, is a band with a blonde lead singer. My friend at work always tells me "The only artists you like are blonde girls. Taylor Swift? You love her. Carrie Underwood? You love her and always say she's the 'most perfect human on the planet.' If someone sings and they're blonde, you love them. That's your only requirement. AND, if they aren't blonde, chances are they were blonde at some point in their life." OK. He does have a point, BUT I don't only like people if they're blonde. Does Katy Perry ring a bell? I effing L.O.V.E. her. It just so happens that most of the time a lot of famous female singers are blonde. Not my problem. Ugh. Off track again.....There we are, watching LoLove do an amazing cover of "Optimistic" by Radio Head and after they finish the song, Shea (the hot blonde lead singer) says "I hear Drake Bell is in the house tonight!" Drake Bell, as in Nickelodeon "Drake & Josh" Drake. That was muh show back in the dayyy. I managed to take my eyes off the delicious mini cheeseburger I was currently destroying to find Drake Bell literally standing 3 feet from me. When he got there and how long he had been standing next to me, I have no idea. I was clearly distracted by my mini cheeseburger and the photo shoot my friend and I were taking with them. "Let's take pictures with the mini cheeseburgers all sexy like those girls do in the Carl's Jr. commercials!" I said to my friend excitedly and proud of myself for coming up with such a life changing idea. So sue me if I didn't notice the second Drake Bell walked into the room or that he was standing a few feet from me for only God knows how long. I clearly had bigger things going on. Drake hops on stage, picks up a guitar and sings a song or two then hops back off and LoLove finishes their set. One more side note about LoLove: I loved them from the second I saw them perform. I was hooked. I didn't think I could love them anymore... them my friend and I talked to Shea after the show, and she is no doubt the sweetest, most genuine I've ever met in LA. And she was born and raised in LA. People generally tend to have major egos and attitudes in Hollywood and especially people who grew up there because it's just what they know. But not Shea. She is just so sweet and personable and someone you want to be instantly best friends with. That is the reason you should all check out LoLove and support them: not only are they extremely talented and have great music, they are great people too. And I think that tops being talented. This city is full of talented people, but it is not full of genuinely nice, sweet, talented people. It's kind of like finding a purple flying unicorn. It just doesn't happen often.
Now comes for my favorite part of the night: My extremely awkward encounter with Drake Bell. [NOTE: Drake Bell is also a guest star in Hanson's video for "Get The Girl Back" which also happens to be my famous music video debut. This is very important, need to know information.] After he finished performing he was standing over by the bar, an empty bar. In fact, there couldn't have been more than 30 people at LSH that night. I'd be lying if I said my friend and I hadn't had a few drinks. We had that liquid courage going on if you know what I mean. My friend walks over to Drake and starts talking to him. Keep in mind she is gorgeous, blonde, outgoing and fun, so he obviously didn't mind her company. I walk over and after they finish their conversation I felt the need to tell him this fact about the two of us. I lean in and blurt out "I have to tell you, you and I have something in common." "Oh yeah, what's that?" he says. I proudly say "You and I are in the same music video for Hanson's 'Get The Girl Back.' I bet you don't know this, but at the end of the video when Kat Dennings leans in for her big kissing scene, you can see this gorgeous blonde hair swaying back in forth in slow motion. And do you know who that hair belongs to? ME. That's right! It's me." Keep in mind I say all this way too confidently, like I had just created the fucking wheel or discovered electricity. Drake gives me kind of a weird look (I can't imagine why) and says "I did not know that." Then he smiles and says "What's your name?" and reaches out to shake my hand. "Colleen" I say, then after an awkward pause I flee. That's right. When things get awkward I sometimes feel the need to run away and that's exactly what I did. During that 2 second pause that felt like 2 hours, I suddenly realized how awkward and stupid I must have sounded to him so I ran away. The only thing that made me feel less dumb is the fact that I'm pretty sure Drake too had some liquid courage going on as well. A lot of it. I found solace in that fact. I started talking to another friend, then I look over and I see Drake dancing with my super hot friend. "Of course." I say to myself. "Story of my life." After 1.3 seconds of throwing myself a pity party, I got really excited because my hot friend was dancing with Drake Bell. I was going to take a picture of it, but my reflexes were a little bit slower that night for some unknown reason. The next thing I knew Drake was gone. One second they were smiling and dancing, then next he was gone. "What the hell happened?!" I asked my friend. "I have no idea!" she said. "Dammit!" I yelled. "We were supposed to take a picture with him! How is anyone going to believe us if we don't have proof!" I was distraught. 5 seconds later a nice gentleman walks over to me and says, "I believe you dropped this." and hands me my ID. "Oh my gosh thank you! God bless you good Samaritan!" I exclaimed. How the hell my ID fell out of my ZIPPED purse, I'll never know. But this does not surprise me, as I am Colleen and these types of things happen to me, because I'm Colleen. I was overjoyed and thankful that the good Samaritan found and returned my ID to me, and slightly embarrassed as my photo on my ID is of me when I was 15 years old and resemble what can only be known as a Keebler Elf. It's not great. My friend and I leave and I begin asking her what she and Drake talked about. "He told me where they were going after Lexington" she said. "WTF?! Where are they going?!?!" I screech. "I don't remember" she says blankly. And that was the end of that. Well, she tried really hard to remember and I tried really hard to figure out where he could possibly be, but were unsuccessful. Two blondes couldn't solve a puzzle. Go figure. And THAT was the end of that. We decided to meet up with our friends at a nearby bar, but halfway through our walk decided that 3 blocks was just too far for us to walk and called a cab to come pick us up and take us home. But not before I felt the urge to take 4 awkward photos of me doing weird poses in front of a fountain with a horse statue in the middle and looking extremely happy about it.
This story is a representation of what I like to call "Typical Tuesday" in Hollywood. And Drake, if you're reading this, how dare you not recognize my beautiful flowing blonde locks. I'm fucking famous. People stop me in the street to ask me about my hair's cameo in Hanson's "Get The Girl Back" music video. Okay, okay, that last part might be an exaggeration. But all my friends, family and co-workers and my dog Samberg, think it's really cool. I'm famous in their eyes.
Before it was more of a club, with a DJ booth and a dance floor and an outdoor patio to hang out and drink if loud music and getting grinded on by sweaty strangers isn't your thing. It's was a great place to dance the night away with your friends. I went back one night after it's changes and to my surprise I found a completely different scene. I have to be honest (because that's kind of my thing) I like the new Lexington Social House much better. My friend and I met up with some friends at Lexington one night and we watched this awesome local LA band LoLove (more about them in just a little!) Instead of a small dance floor packed to the max with people, I found a classier lounge type vibe. There were comfy, and quite fashionable, booth like couches all around the venue accompanied by tables. My favorite addition was the 3 stripper poles that were attached at the top of the booth all the way up to the ceiling. Yes, I realize I said Lexington is classy. I realize you may not associate "stripper pole" with "classy" but trust me when I say, they are the classiest stripper poles you've ever seen. It's kind of more for looks. You know, like how there is a giant stripper pole in the very back of a party bus? Yeah, like that. There are always the few *brave* people who attempt to dance on the pole *coughMEcough* Don't judge me. Personally if I see a giant stripper pole my instant reaction is to hop on it and dance around it like a hot mess. I can't resist the temptation. Well, most of the time. This particular night I held it together and did not jump on the pole and act a fool in front of a room full of strangers and my friends. (Don't you worry your pretty little mind, rest assured, I acted a fool in other ways.) And the only reason I did not stripper pole it up is because my friend, bless her heart, talked me out of it and saved me from public humiliation. That is a true friend right there I'll have you know.
Sorry, I get sidetracked sometimes, well most of the time. Ok all the time. Back to Lexington. The other new addition to LSH was a stage in the front of the room. They now have live music and bands that play during the week, which is one of my favorite things ever. Hanging out with your friends, in a low key but still super fun environment, watching talented musicians do their thing.
This particular night was a Tuesday and lucky for us, every Tuesday this amazing band called LoLove hosts "LoLovers Covers" where they play covers of songs from artists ranging from Frank Ocean to Radiohead. LoLove is a 3 person band, the lead singer is a gorgeous (blonde) girl and a super hot guitar and bass player. Aside from all 3 being extremely attractive, they are insanely talented. The lead singer has one of the most amazingly unique voices I've ever heard. Honestly! You know when you hear Adele sing one word you already know it's here without having to hear the song because her voice is that recognizable and unique? That's how it is to hear the LoLove frontwoman sing her ass off. The only thing I love more than a band with a female lead singer, is a band with a blonde lead singer. My friend at work always tells me "The only artists you like are blonde girls. Taylor Swift? You love her. Carrie Underwood? You love her and always say she's the 'most perfect human on the planet.' If someone sings and they're blonde, you love them. That's your only requirement. AND, if they aren't blonde, chances are they were blonde at some point in their life." OK. He does have a point, BUT I don't only like people if they're blonde. Does Katy Perry ring a bell? I effing L.O.V.E. her. It just so happens that most of the time a lot of famous female singers are blonde. Not my problem. Ugh. Off track again.....There we are, watching LoLove do an amazing cover of "Optimistic" by Radio Head and after they finish the song, Shea (the hot blonde lead singer) says "I hear Drake Bell is in the house tonight!" Drake Bell, as in Nickelodeon "Drake & Josh" Drake. That was muh show back in the dayyy. I managed to take my eyes off the delicious mini cheeseburger I was currently destroying to find Drake Bell literally standing 3 feet from me. When he got there and how long he had been standing next to me, I have no idea. I was clearly distracted by my mini cheeseburger and the photo shoot my friend and I were taking with them. "Let's take pictures with the mini cheeseburgers all sexy like those girls do in the Carl's Jr. commercials!" I said to my friend excitedly and proud of myself for coming up with such a life changing idea. So sue me if I didn't notice the second Drake Bell walked into the room or that he was standing a few feet from me for only God knows how long. I clearly had bigger things going on. Drake hops on stage, picks up a guitar and sings a song or two then hops back off and LoLove finishes their set. One more side note about LoLove: I loved them from the second I saw them perform. I was hooked. I didn't think I could love them anymore... them my friend and I talked to Shea after the show, and she is no doubt the sweetest, most genuine I've ever met in LA. And she was born and raised in LA. People generally tend to have major egos and attitudes in Hollywood and especially people who grew up there because it's just what they know. But not Shea. She is just so sweet and personable and someone you want to be instantly best friends with. That is the reason you should all check out LoLove and support them: not only are they extremely talented and have great music, they are great people too. And I think that tops being talented. This city is full of talented people, but it is not full of genuinely nice, sweet, talented people. It's kind of like finding a purple flying unicorn. It just doesn't happen often.
Now comes for my favorite part of the night: My extremely awkward encounter with Drake Bell. [NOTE: Drake Bell is also a guest star in Hanson's video for "Get The Girl Back" which also happens to be my famous music video debut. This is very important, need to know information.] After he finished performing he was standing over by the bar, an empty bar. In fact, there couldn't have been more than 30 people at LSH that night. I'd be lying if I said my friend and I hadn't had a few drinks. We had that liquid courage going on if you know what I mean. My friend walks over to Drake and starts talking to him. Keep in mind she is gorgeous, blonde, outgoing and fun, so he obviously didn't mind her company. I walk over and after they finish their conversation I felt the need to tell him this fact about the two of us. I lean in and blurt out "I have to tell you, you and I have something in common." "Oh yeah, what's that?" he says. I proudly say "You and I are in the same music video for Hanson's 'Get The Girl Back.' I bet you don't know this, but at the end of the video when Kat Dennings leans in for her big kissing scene, you can see this gorgeous blonde hair swaying back in forth in slow motion. And do you know who that hair belongs to? ME. That's right! It's me." Keep in mind I say all this way too confidently, like I had just created the fucking wheel or discovered electricity. Drake gives me kind of a weird look (I can't imagine why) and says "I did not know that." Then he smiles and says "What's your name?" and reaches out to shake my hand. "Colleen" I say, then after an awkward pause I flee. That's right. When things get awkward I sometimes feel the need to run away and that's exactly what I did. During that 2 second pause that felt like 2 hours, I suddenly realized how awkward and stupid I must have sounded to him so I ran away. The only thing that made me feel less dumb is the fact that I'm pretty sure Drake too had some liquid courage going on as well. A lot of it. I found solace in that fact. I started talking to another friend, then I look over and I see Drake dancing with my super hot friend. "Of course." I say to myself. "Story of my life." After 1.3 seconds of throwing myself a pity party, I got really excited because my hot friend was dancing with Drake Bell. I was going to take a picture of it, but my reflexes were a little bit slower that night for some unknown reason. The next thing I knew Drake was gone. One second they were smiling and dancing, then next he was gone. "What the hell happened?!" I asked my friend. "I have no idea!" she said. "Dammit!" I yelled. "We were supposed to take a picture with him! How is anyone going to believe us if we don't have proof!" I was distraught. 5 seconds later a nice gentleman walks over to me and says, "I believe you dropped this." and hands me my ID. "Oh my gosh thank you! God bless you good Samaritan!" I exclaimed. How the hell my ID fell out of my ZIPPED purse, I'll never know. But this does not surprise me, as I am Colleen and these types of things happen to me, because I'm Colleen. I was overjoyed and thankful that the good Samaritan found and returned my ID to me, and slightly embarrassed as my photo on my ID is of me when I was 15 years old and resemble what can only be known as a Keebler Elf. It's not great. My friend and I leave and I begin asking her what she and Drake talked about. "He told me where they were going after Lexington" she said. "WTF?! Where are they going?!?!" I screech. "I don't remember" she says blankly. And that was the end of that. Well, she tried really hard to remember and I tried really hard to figure out where he could possibly be, but were unsuccessful. Two blondes couldn't solve a puzzle. Go figure. And THAT was the end of that. We decided to meet up with our friends at a nearby bar, but halfway through our walk decided that 3 blocks was just too far for us to walk and called a cab to come pick us up and take us home. But not before I felt the urge to take 4 awkward photos of me doing weird poses in front of a fountain with a horse statue in the middle and looking extremely happy about it.
This story is a representation of what I like to call "Typical Tuesday" in Hollywood. And Drake, if you're reading this, how dare you not recognize my beautiful flowing blonde locks. I'm fucking famous. People stop me in the street to ask me about my hair's cameo in Hanson's "Get The Girl Back" music video. Okay, okay, that last part might be an exaggeration. But all my friends, family and co-workers and my dog Samberg, think it's really cool. I'm famous in their eyes.
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