A Lost Generation

Finally got to see Midnight In Paris. I waited so long that I almost forgot about it. So glad I ended up catching it at the theaters. The feeling for a generation of people separated from actual realization made me want to do something with my present state. You'll understand if you've seen it. I almost wanted to revisit all those writers and artists from the 20's. Because maybe with new insight, I will have more insight.


(the Electric, StuddedHearts)

Day Out

We drove out of our comfort zone to this incredibly hot place a couple weeks ago. Even shorts and a light silk blouse were too much to handle. The sun has hid away since then. Back to the winter-summer days here in San Francisco. I look exceptionally crazy in the second photo. A picture is worth a thousand words.


Was lucky enough to road trip it up to Lake Selmac this past week with Zoli to hang out with his family. Camped out for three days at a hippie music festival. Did nothing but bask under the plentiful sunlight and eat healthy foods. Came back as a brand new woman.


Wearing my favorite things all together- t-strap gold sandals, vintage backpack, the oversized military trench, and the perfect white blouse.


Monterey Bay

The Perfect One. Beautifully constructed. The fish look happy. Couldn't stop marveling.