Somewhere between the ages of 19-25 my palate suddenly expanded and I started eating foods I had never imagined I’d ever even taste. I use to hate tomatoes, watching in disgust as my little sister would eat them like apples, just whole, biting into them like they were the best thing that had ever happened. And then one day, all of a sudden, I had a craving for one. I just wanted a...
confession: sometimes i steal his shirts and wear...
Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go; it is the fragile...– Alice M. Swaim (via peonylim)
time to start riding again -illustration by CICLE
every day i’m shuffling
take me away
After lots of traveling last year, I developed a slight fear of flying :/ So I told myself I’d chill out this year and stay locally. But when I see pictures like this, all those fears go out the window. I mean really, if I let that rule my life, I’d never get to see how beautiful the rest of the world is. Punta del Este, Uruguay is now on my list of must-see places.
Mark and I totally matched on Monday, without knowing what each other was wearing when we left the house. For whatever reason, he likes it when that happens…
These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes and goes
Open your mouth wide The universal sigh And while the ocean blooms It’s what keeps me alive So why does it still hurt? Don’t blow your mind with why I’m moving out of orbit Turning in somersaults I dive into those eyes Jellyfish swim by -RADIOHEAD, “BLOOM”
yea there she was like disco lemonade -image via wear out your vision
grilling on a sunday afternoon
I was looking at pictures from earlier this year and realized that the last time I had used my grill was in February, of all months. So random. Fortunately, yesterday was one of those rare San Francisco days where the sun actually heats things up, the wind dies down, and we get, albeit it’s only for one day, a taste of true summer. In honor of Dad’s day, I stacked my little charcoals...
Happy Father’s Day to the man who taught me how to attach a worm (sometimes corn) to a hook and throw a line out in hopes of catching a fish. And then…how to reel in that fish. Happy Father’s Day to the man who taught me how to load a rifle and shoot it. Happy Father’s Day to the man who taught me how to listen to a song and how to sing (though I never could do that). Happy...
can't be mad at that
The only thing she’s guilty of is her addiction to cuddling.
When it comes to home design, I always envy those homes that are full of stuff people have collected over the years (or at least looks like it). I always think that that’s the kind of home I want, the kind of home whose stuff tells a story about who its inhabitants are and where they’ve been. But over the years I’ve come to realize that I really prefer living in a more minimalist...
what would you do if i sang out of tune?
a mini feast at Frances
We’ve had reservations at Frances for months now—and FINALLY the random Tuesday that we had selected (what feels like a million years ago), arrived today! I love how small the space is—it really does feel like a casual, neighborhood restaurant. And the food was everything I hoped it would be, and maybe even surprised me: it was classic, simple, unpretentious yummy food. I love...
a new/old necklace
What I wore today: A vintage necklace that my mom unearthed in one of her many jewelry boxes. I’m kind of obsessed with the painted-on flowers—I’ll have to take a better picture of it so you can see the detail.
I think I have a serious crush on Jenni Kayne. Her resort 2012 collection rocks! These are 3 of my favorite looks.
I’m hanging on a moment with you
The moon and stars
You never know what you’ll find walking through the neighborhood.
A sunny Sunday
Sunny days here in the city aren’t necessarily warm, but the light is encouraging and gets us out and about, exploring. Today, for the first time in months, we took Milli out for a little hike around McLaren Park, near Visitacion Valley. It’s the first time in the 13 years that I’ve lived in SF that I’ve been here—and it won’t be my last. This is the second...
Balenciaga and Spain
My friend Joanne and I FINALLY made it out to the “Balenciaga and Spain” exhibit at the de Young this past Saturday. This little painting was the only picture I took - I had to sneak it in with my iPhone, as they were super strict with photography. The collection of over 100 dresses, some of which have never been shown before, was breathtaking! I loved seeing the Spanish influences...
A parfait of greek yogurt, bananas, apples, homemade jam, granola—drizzled with honey—kicked off the weekend.
Five on Friday
1. Stopped by for some coffee yesterday at Matching 1/2 cafe, just a couple of blocks from my house, and picked up a homemade pop-tart to go with it. Yep. Homemade pop-tart, people. This is from a baking company here in the city that I’ve never heard of called Black Jet Baking Company. I took a look at their site and all their other stuff looks just as awesome. So, back to the cafe: I had...
Google, I love you
Seriously, every time I think Google does something cool, they make their next thing even cooler. I’m obsessed with their homage to Les Paul today! I’m not the only one, apparently. The Huffington Post has a tutorial on how to play this doodle. I mean, really. Try NOT to play this thing. I dare you.
friends, like books, should be few and well chosen.– Samuel Paterson
On a gloomy gray day in June, both heart and stomach were warmed with color.
take me here now
If I could snap my fingers and be anywhere right this second, I’d be on the white sands of Boracay…. …and I’d get there just in time for those watercolor sunsets.
Just rediscovered Meg & Dia after seeing Dia on The Voice tonight. I remembered how much I LOVED this video a few years ago. Not only is this song cool, the video is awesome!! Love those beating hearts.
Writing on the wall: Street art & Little Tokyo
On our Memorial Day weekend trip to L.A., Mark and I stopped by the “Art in the Street” show at the MOCA. If I had to summarize it in one word, I’d say: Inspired. Because all those sharpies, cans of spray paint, the stenciling on walls, and floor-to-ceiling paper cut-outs—well, it all made me want to start drawing again. That sketchbook’s around here...
paper burns, but will you ever find my digital...
-From “Art in the Streets” at the MOCA, Los Angeles
Recipe For Happiness In Khaborovsk Or Anyplace
One grand boulevard with trees with one grande cafe in sun with strong black coffee in very small cups. One not necessarily very beautiful man or woman who loves you. One fine day. -Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Dead or alive
teach me how to dougie
Hollywood Farmer's Market
Without even realizing it, lately it seems that every time Mark and I have gone somewhere new (in this case, not-so-new, but still always feels like we’re discovering), we end up at the local farmer’s market. In L.A., there are a million. Not only was this one recommended by the BFF, it’s HUGE on Sundays—just the day we had some time to mosey around and sample some yummy...
The City of Los Doyers
BBQing with friends, eating, drinking, shopping,walking,driving on Sunset, er, sitting in traffic on Sunset — you know, all the things we like to do in LA.
location scouting in Palm Springs
now searching for: a sun-filled spot where my man and i can marry. for me, it’s all about the details—wrought iron gates, cool pools, large trees for shade, a sense of history…
Throw some glitter, make it rain
image via Grown in my heart