Malibu… the town where license plates read ‘A Way of Life’, where the Big Lebowski was filmed, and where the rich and famous have their beach houses. It is quite a ride up West from Mid-town L.A., but cruising the Pacific Coast Highway is already such an experience that it doesn’t matter anymore where and when you arrive.
I didn’t get to the nicest beaches yet, but Malibu town was enough satisfaction for one day. Basically just another Sunday at the beach. Why do I not get bored with it, you ask? Look at these shots and you’ll understand…






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June 10, 2008 at 10:23 pm
Danny
oh my god arnal … the guy, 22 pictures down in the blue t-shirt … i don’t just want him, i NEED him … you totally have to bring him back with you … i’m not kidding, if you don’t … i’ll fucking slap that pete doherty face of you and i’ll go get him myself … haha, check me out, i’m a slut
you take care bitch … kiss
June 11, 2008 at 12:27 am
arnoltsmead
Are you selling yourself now on my blog?!
And worst of all, it’s actually working… I see people here getting referred to your personal profile…