Tuesday, January 17, 2012
"San Francisco itself is art, above all literary art. Every block is a short story, every hill a novel. Every home a poem, every dweller within immortal. That is the whole truth." - William Saroyan
It is hard not to think about how magical San Francisco is every time I visit this place. I spent a lovely day drinking coffee, thrifting, and photo taking with the beautiful and talented Isla. She took all of these photos which explains why they look so wonderful! I couldn't choose, so this post is a bit of a photo overload, sorry!
I drove down from Tahoe this morning guzzling excessive amounts of chai on the way. My good friend Caleb fixed my truck for me; I am so thankful for him! He spent six hours outside in the 20 degree weather loosening the nuts on the master cylinder(at one point I had to do an emergency hitch hike to get WD40), bleeding the brakes, and replacing the master cylinder. I feel like I'm constantly reminded what wonderful friends I have.
Life is still in a general state of upheaval; I have been applying for jobs all over the place, including San Francisco, so I'm here for interviews and to catch up with old friends again. I'm hoping something turns up soon!
Boots: Thrifted; Skirt, Top, Coat: Borrowed from Isla's closet and her shop; Bolo: Vintage