West of La Brea, East of the Moon: Where the Hell Is West L.A.?
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What was so alarming about the blog was its description of the crime scene -- La Brea Avenue and Santa Monica Boulevard -- as "west Los Angeles." Now, residents of Boyle Heights and Whittier quite rightly take umbrage when bloggers refer to Silver Lake and Echo Park as "the Eastside" or sometimes, even, as "East L.A." Just where, exactly, is West L.A.? Or at least, its eastern border? The Times' normally helpful Mapping L.A. project has West L.A. stretching all the way down to Westchester, to a point parallel with El Segundo and Hawthorne, so here it's useless.
The same can be said of Wikipedia's definition, which takes the opposite extreme:
"The district is bordered by Santa Monica on the west, Brentwood on the northwest, the unincorporated Sawtelle Veterans Administration grounds on the north, Westwood on the northeast, Rancho Park on the east and southeast, and Mar Vista on the south and southeast. Its generally accepted boundaries are the San Diego Freeway on the east, the Santa Monica Freeway on the south, the city limits of Santa Monica on the west, and Wilshire Boulevard on the north."
Naturally, something as important as this is not written down anywhere in City Hall. As always, anecdote, urban lore and neighborhood prejudices reliably fill in the knowledge vacuum.
When I arrived here in 1979, it seemed to me -- again, nothing officially written in stone -- that you couldn't call anything east of Robertson Boulevard "West L.A." I know there are some purists who will say West L.A.'s easternmost boundary is where the shadows of UCLA's Royce Hall falls at 7 p.m., midsummer's day, but I think that's carrying it a bit far. (Or not far enough.) I'd go so far as to say that Santa Monica Boulevard at Beverly Hills marks the easternmost border. In my wildest dreams, however, I never imagined that the marches to West L.A. could begin anywhere east of La Cienega Boulevard because, back in '79, this seemed like a natural, meteorological boundary -- it's where the temperature noticeably dropped as you drove west in the summer.
Perhaps, when all's said and done, it's a state of mind: I don't know where West L.A. begins, but I know it when I'm there. If anyone has an opinion on this important matter, please weigh in!


















