I write and blog from the Hollywood Hills, using irony and margaritas to help me fight off the arrogance that naturally flows from fame and adulation. That’s irony in the dictionary definition. I use years of experience writing about cars, travel, food, music, movies and pretty much anything of interest to human beings, including what one editor recently termed, with unusual insight, “shiny objects,” for magazines such as Travel & Leisure, Bon Appetit, The New Yorker, Worth and Outside. I’ve done plenty of what are now called “celebrity” profiles, though I do not care to do any more. (Celebrities are just like you and I, only worse.) A column about cars I wrote for several years at Departures magazine honed my automotive cred, and I’ve been there and back more times than I can remember as travel editor for Los Angeles and Diversion magazines. I also write screenplays, the notes for which often come back admonishing me for using too many words. Not in the ironic sense.
About Dick Pietschmann