Crashed at the Standard

Dearest Readers of The Talkinggrid,

Thank you, for following this moody blogger upon a few luxury adventures in learning to live more fully in the flow of the cosmic creative urge.  Forgive me for neglecting to keep you informed on the many happenings and intense drama, behind the scenes, in Frau Kolb or Talkinggrid, Land… anyway… You are cherished here.  Talkinggrid appreciates every click, donation, and welcomes advertisers to consider the quality of its following. You, legions, of active educated engaged reader are special humans: artsy, creative, informed and afluent YOU come from all over, together we explore a beevy of possibilities.  I remind you to read up under Zoom in With Frau Kolb for achieved material (when I fail to update the front cover you can always dig in deeper into the art adventures already published.)

This weekend I had a focused BLAST of big room relaxation, at The Standard Hotel in Downtown, Los Angeles. My best DUDE art PAL: Marty Walker and I downed a couple spicy bloody Marys promptly delivered to our, “WOW ROOM!”  after Mr. Walker, departed for his fabulous digs nearby.  Say “Hi!,” to beautiful Lady Lanchaster and thank you Mr. Walker for standing by my side after I had an epic melt down on Saturday Night.

Have you ever had a public temper tantrum?  Let me assure you: I HAVE!

Fortunately, the tub in the room was ocean sized and I used an entire bottle of Mr. Bubble, to get a worthy foam going and myself afloat, once again.

Oh!  Sweet Jesus…earlier, I was sizzling!  Thank goodness, I have real friends and The Standard Hotel to back me up when I need a cool room with a giant rubber foot in it, for climbing and high mirrored walls and a Roman orgy sized shower, the room comes equipped with a window side desk, just in case one is caught in the clutches of inspiration, past midnight and demands reams of Standard Hotel paper to write one’s Magnus Opus.…  What a splendid environment for decompressing and recovering one’s sacred calm!  I am especially grateful to STAR at the front desk, you live up to your name, and are a great asset to The Standard Hotel in Downtown, Los Angeles, which is one of my favorite party hotels.

Frau Kolb Bathing at The Standard Hotel in Downtown Los Angeles

Years ago, I stayed at The Standard Hotel in Downtown Los Angeles, California, after dancing all night at their roof-top poolside party outdoor patio/lounge with my then friends, a couple of tall Mexican Women, I haven’t seen since.  Hah!  I also had some fun at the Hollywood location about a decade ago… I’ve been around.  Hah!  I’m an old hat at blowing my top and having a blast at luxury hotels around this super fun planet of ours.  Yep, that is what Frau stands for…

Life! So many FUN hotels and restaurants…  a lifetime to discover the joys of travel and wine, while visiting art treasures and discovering visual artists around the world.  Here on www.talkinggrid.com you will not get the regular NEWS.  Here you tap into Frau Kolb’s unique perspective or  version of reality.  I am sure you find it refreshing that someone, at least ONE person, is  living it UP, carefree, and bubbly even when failing to be the world’s calmest or most stable being yet continuing to show up for the theater and drama that adds spice to otherwise dull, LIFE, is my forte!

Many thanks,

Frau Kolb