Christmas in L.A. is weird. There's no snow. It's not even cold.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I remember wishing there was snow in L.A. And how jealous we used to get of those Christmas specials with kids playing in the snow.
It was, you know, probably 80 degrees out in L.A., and my dad took me outside and there was snow. At the time, I thought, 'Every kid doesn't have snow in their backyard on Christmas?'
I grew up in Chicago, and there was always snow. In Los Angeles there never was, so we would always import snow!
Growing up in Northern California, I've only seen snow at Christmas maybe twice in my life! I was always jealous of my cousins on the East Coast with their white Christmases.
Seasonal change in Los Angeles is often a very subtle thing. It's not as if we finally stop having to shovel the snow out of our driveways and can put our parkas back in the closet.
I've never had a cold Christmas, as I always spend it back home in Australia.
I've been in Chicago for every Christmas of my life.
I really enjoy being outside in L.A. because it's so warm and sunny.
In L.A., it's very hard to have some kind of conscience of some style out there. The weather's too hot; there's no seasons.
Honestly, I don't shop in L.A. very much - it's mostly in New York or when I'm away on trips.
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