L.A. STORIES

Mulholland Drive

Turn the most famous streets of Los Angeles into dogs.
Hollywood Boulevard is an apple-head Chihuahua.
Rodeo Drive is a standard Poodle.
Sunset Boulevard is a Doberman Pinscher.
And Mulholland Drive is a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel: She is regal, she is loyal, and she surprises you with quick turns and beauty.

She has views from Santa Clarita to Catalina Island.
She is driven by local residents, tourist buses, and as a daily commute into the valley, Hollywood, or Beverly Hills.

Mulholland Drive is my favorite road to drive in the entire city, and this is the shortest and most iconic piece of Mulholland Drive lore I have ever heard.

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OUTPOST ESTATES
HOUSE PARTY
2014


”So, he told me he was on Mulholland, almost to Laurel Canyon, and heading east when he went over the hill.”

A good-looking, dark-haired man in his thirties speaks to a pale, blond young woman with doe eyes.

She gasps, “Joaquin went over the hill?”

The man turns to me, clearly yearning for a larger audience.

”Do you know how many people drive off Mulholland?”