Given how sunny and spring-like things have been around here lately, it’s difficult not to channel the season (even on the days that are decidedly neither sunny nor spring-like). I found this blazer on mega-sale around the corner and couldn’t resist – it seemed like just the thing for warm-ish days, or to combat the San Francisco fog on less-than-warm days. Let’s hope the fog monster keeps it in check for a bit.
While walking down Haight Street and wearing these pants the other day, a dog came running up to me (and Milo, who was accompanying me per usual) to greet us. His owner – who looked as if he’d perhaps come to Haight-Ashbury in the Summer of Love and never left – trailed behind him. “Sorry!” he said. “Timmy really likes purple.” I’d never gotten fashion feedback from a canine before, but there’s a first time for everything, right?
As we enter that sort of transitional season, I’m realizing that San Francisco is basically always in transitional weather – not hot, not cold, nothing too extreme. It’s pretty rare that I need a serious winter coat, but it’s also not always quite warm enough for just a light blazer. I’ve been on the hunt for the perfect in-between jacket for quite some time, so I was pretty pumped when Muse offered to send me this anorak , and I honestly haven’t stopped wearing it since it arrived. It seems to go with just about everything I own, so I’m going to do a few posts this week featuring the anorak in several different looks.
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So it’s Valentine’s Day. Apart from the candy – and yes, the candy is awesome – I think this day is kinda lame. I can appreciate the value in telling those you love just how much you appreciate them, but a., I don’t see why we need a Hallmark holiday that tells us to do that once a year; and b., it’s a pretty crappy reminder of loneliness when you’re single. Seems kinda unnecessary.
We headed out to Ocean Beach the other afternoon where things were seriously windy – like my sweater would’ve flown away if not belted windy. Perhaps the hundred or so kiteboarders out in the water should’ve clued me in before I got out of the car. Milo seemed to dig it anyway, and my go-to bright summer maxi skirt adapted to the winter winds nicely.