It snowed in Los Angeles. I went mad. I took photos, video. I tweeted. I facebooked. I even made it to LA Weekly. It was beautiful. I’m sure my East coast friends and acquaintances are laughing at me, remembering the endless hours they’ve spent digging their car out of this white stuff, while wondering if their fingers would fall off from the cold. This is wuss snow. I know. Some might even call it hail, but I don’t care. It snowed in Los Angeles and I have proof.

Here’s some video as well. The last time this happened, it was 2007. Please come again soon, snow.

All photos taken in La Crescenta/ © Liana Aghajanian

It’s raining in L.A. today and as per usual, people are dry-heaving and panicking about the wetness falling from the sky.  It might be because it’s June, but it’s mostly because Angelenos-transplants or not, do not understand the concept of bad weather. They can’t compute it. “Hey, there’s snow in New York!” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Or, “I just got back from London!” [Insert gross face or entire body shiver here] “How can you staaand it?”

Listen up people of Los Angeles. I’m sick of your whining and complaning about the weather. I know you think we live in paradise, but let me tell you, every parade needs a bit of rain. Or a lot. Take your pick.

Do you know how cold it is in other parts of the country when the sun is shining out of our asses in L.A.? People actually have USE for Uggs in other countries, and they sure as hell don’t have idiotic women wearing them in the dead of summer with leggings and ripped up short skirts. So stop complaining about the weather.  You don’t even know what cold is, got that?

I mean, we’re all in our cars for crying out loud! It’s not like you have to walk home. So you don’t get to wear your sunglasses for one day, you’ll live, I promise. And then you wonder why people make fun of us, or why there are vids like this made: