Olivia Wilde and Sari Anne Tuschman
February—specifically, Oscar season—marks two years for me at Los Angeles Confidential. It’s cliché to say that the time has flown, but I swear if time were a person, it would have indeed grown wings, taken to the sky and jetted off at the speed of light.
On my first official day at this job, I was asked to meet my CEO at The Polo Lounge. It seemed like an easy enough assignment. After all, who doesn’t want to pull up to that glorious pink hotel for a nice meal on their first day? When I arrived at the table for what I thought was going to be a quiet lunch meeting with my boss, I was greeted by world-renowned polo star Nacho Figueras, actor Tom Welling (from Smallville) and a few of my new coworkers. Before I knew it, I was sitting in the middle of the booth, taking notes, listening to pitches for stories and helping make decisions on which cover should be chosen for my first issue.
Entertainment execs, actors and a seemingly constant stream of publicists stopped by to say hello. New names and faces swirled in my head; I couldn’t keep all of them straight. So much for a mellow lunch—I don’t think I ever even saw a menu that day, and I’m positive no food passed my lips.
The members of the table changed as the day went on, but we were still there, holding court. At one point, we met with Dennis Hopper, who, of course, sadly passed away last year, making the memory of sitting down with the film icon an even more unforgettable one.
Later in the day, I was whisked off to an Oscars suite at The Peninsula Beverly Hills, where, before I knew it, someone was blowing out my curls and gluing fake eyelashes on me. When Debra Messing told me my eyes looked pretty, I knew my life had taken a surreal turn.
Two years later, those things seem far less strange than they once did. And yet no matter how commonplace these fabulous faces and experiences get, I don’t ever want to forget how I felt that day: the wonder and awe at everything that was happening around me, the excitement about what lay ahead. I still love it—even more than I did then. And it still feels like the possibilities are just beginning.
I hope you will continue to join us on this ride to see all the potential Los Angeles Confidential holds, covering the greatest city in the world. I can’t wait to see where we are in another two years.
SARI ANNE TUSCHMAN
EDITOR IN CHIEF