It’s time to realize that Los Angeles is over and the
definition of Southern California now is “The O.C.” An
afternoon at Fashion Island on Daddy’s credit card with
Summer and Marissa far surpasses a visit to the antiquated Westside
Pavilion. And rather than suffering through the treadmills at your
standard L.A. Fitness, you can kill the calories at a Pilates spa
retreat in “The O.C.,” sipping Jamba Juice with
TV’s most bitter rivals, Kirstin and Julie. As exciting as
the new downtown Walt Disney Concert Hall might be, “The
O.C.” offers sailing along the coastline of Newport Beach
with Seth Cohen ““ a far more enticing activity. So please get
over the “90210” reruns on FX and drive your yellow H2
down to television’s new wonderland.
Last Year: L.A.; This Year: “The O.C.”
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