The Movie ‘Blind Date’ Comes To Life In L.A.
What is it about the pier that turns previous seemingly mild-mannered girls into Kim Basinger’s character from Blind Date, wasted and out of control in a matter of a mere couple of hours?
I’ve already chronicled the adventures of what I call the “let’s go to the pier” girls but those are locals but apparently, whatever power the pier presents also exists with out-of-towners.
I know this because I was with a casual acquaintance who was visiting Hermosa Beach for the first time. We started the evening calmly enough, a couple of glasses of wine in front of the fireplace, then went to the pier.
She had with her a girlfriend and as it was a cool winter night in January, I saw my role as being bar tour guide, then returning home.
Frankly, I was looking forward to putting them in a bar and getting rid of them; while they were recently graduated from college they acted like teenage girls. They spent 95% of their time with their faces buried into their cellphones and had the attention span of a gnat.
After a stop in Mermaid, we went into Patrick Molly’s. Even as Sunday afternoon was blending into Sunday night on a traditionally slow night, it (and Sharkeez) had some life.
We grabbed a table and the one girl was there no more than 30 seconds before she disappeared. Where she went, her friend did not even know (tho I daresay they texted each other 25 times in the next five minutes).
This ALWAYS happens to a certain kind of girl when they go to the bars on the pier. It brings out some inner wild child mentally in them and they go nuts. They disappear, pop back for a minute or two, and go missing again. Each time they come back a little more drunk but you never see them at the bar.
In less than two hours, this girl was hammered, had met a guy and her friend was no nowhere to be found.
Again, neither one of these girls even knew the pier existed before this evening. But somehow, it’s magical, mystical power brought out the wild child in both of them.
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