This book offers a look at several generations of LA’s coolest figures

Tosh Berman was one of the first people I met when I moved to Los Angeles.
We worked together at Book Soup in West Hollywood and at one point we carpooled together from Silver Lake. Or rather, I drove us since Tosh didn’t drive.
Tosh seemed like a character out of a play, with his slicked-back hair, librarian glasses, striped shirts, and socks that made a statement, back before we had considered that socks on adult men could make a statement. Tosh’s shotgun small talk felt more like