They say that Venice is like the “hipster” part of west LA but, let’s be real, it’s too damn mainstream for hipsters these days. So I’m going to recategorize it as the influencer capital of west LA. Go to Abbot Kinney on any Friday afternoon and tell me I’m wrong.
Venice is tolerable if you do it right though:
Point is, there’s no place like Venice. It’s weird in all the best ways. It’s intolerable. Its residents live up to the ridiculous stereotypes. It’s LA. Our Venice is nothing compared to the Italian one, but we’ve branded it to be the anti-Venice we can love nonetheless. Save for our version of canals and maybe the actual ocean itself, it ain’t pretty. But it’s ours.