The first town I ever lived in was Pasadena, a place famous for old money and white people, a fuddy-duddy suburban vibe. That's mostly true, especially these days, when there are more atrocious condos going up every time I go there. There really some of the ugliest buildings ever and there are blocks and blocks of them, like this:
There are still some things I like in Pasadena, like a $2 movie theatre called The Academy, but when I go there it makes me sad to see all the places I knew and loved as a child torn down and replaced. In particular, I miss how the area on Colorado Boulevard referred to as the "Playhouse District" used to be, before it was all revamped to be 'an eclectic, cosmopolitan community rich in history and architecture'(according to its website). Before it was revamped, my mom's best friend Bill owned the best used bookstore ever, and it stood where a Laemmle's movie theatre now stands. The Bookstore was called House of Fiction. It was flanked by a cool old tux shop nobody ever went in and a gay bar called Nardi's that had good songs on its juke box you could hear through the walls of the House of Fiction. Next to Nardi's was an indigent hotel called Crown Hotel. I loved these buildings, which were all torn down.
I can usually find anything I am curious enough about on the internet, but I can't find any images of these buildings I miss, the tux shop and Bill's store and the gay bar and the residential hotel. I did find some beautiful photos of Pasadena, though, and am sharing 3 of them below (and 1 from Little Tokyo). You can find more of these moody Los Angeles photos, by photographer Corey Miller, on http://www.flickr.com/photos/toomuchfire/ and Instagram (@toomuchfire).
Rise Above (La Canada Station Fire)
Wide Eyed Pessimism