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Blog Night In The Big City fires a couple of shots into the LA vs. NY culture wars. Sure, you can hear New Yorkers wheedle about LA's deficiencies any time one of them wanders within ten feet of a West Coast slice of pizza or a bagel. But we're still amused by the phrase "Leathery George Hamilton," which while striking us as a redundancy, is a fucking fantastic name for a line of cologne.

You know you re in L.A. (and soooo not in NYC) when...

...You’re at a swanky bar and a guy in a button-down looks at you straight-faced and invites you to a “fiesta.” (Why do I have the sinking feeling this involves a hotel room and a handicam?)
...You have developed a paranoia of being pulled over for unsafe text messaging while at the wheel.
...You tell people that you’re a writer, and they ask “for tv or for the big screen?”
...You’re lunching in 90210 when your friend says “Look! Leathery George Hamilton” and you lower your shades asking “Wait, which one?”