While we look at Los Angeles as the epitome of objectification of beauty- women, men and bodies, the perception of perfection, ugliness, and success- our city is stereotyped. Yet past it's superficiality there is so much history to this wonderful city. In the quest for these absolutes, you may come to the conclusion that in reality they don't exist. It is in the cliché beauty. It is in the labor of the factories. And, I fell in love with my factory; it's grittiness so open and raw. I would drive around Boyle Heights after work and came to love the East side of Los Angeles too.