As seen previously, it’s one thing to put on a santa suit, augmented with several strings of battery powered lights, and go bike-riding with several hundred fellow All-City Toy Ridazz — a fair percentage of whom are also wearing similarly festive outfits.

It’s another thing entirely to return home from Boyle Heights through skid row and downtown solo after 1 a.m. stopping for tacos and to take pix of various things and not giving a shit how weird I looked to any night owls who saw me.

I love the city at night and no fragile ego or illuminated costume is going to stop me from documenting her. Here’s a couple shots I got (click for the bigger pictures):