I just came back from another trip to So Cal. I grew up near a little ol’ town called Pasadena (anyone know the song?), where the palm trees seem to touch the sky. This trip, I dragged one of my bff’s, Carolina, into showing off her style for a sunny day in paradise, aka home. Here’s what she came up with.
PS I did a big photographer’s No-No and shot in the sun at noon day. We were drenched in sunshine and heat. But that’s So Cal for ya.
Some fun facts about her before we go: Her first languages (in order) were Chinese, Spanish (she was born in Colombia) and then English. She is one of those friends that gives from her heart, and leaves you off a better person. Thanks for being my model and showing off your style, girl!
That’s my little bro below…can you see the family resemblance? When he & some friends came to visit, we explored the Mission District–just 15 mins from where I live. There was definitely not a shortage of photo-ops and pretty things. This is a must-visit spot if you’re planning a trip to San Fran, want to find fabulous food, and like to take pictures along the way.
Thanks to my model men, for their fashion debut on the blog!
Happy President’s Day! Okay I’m not really dressing up for President’s Day, but does it look like I am? This is what I wore this weekend. I hope you know that all my pictures are actual things I wear, so you’ll never see stilettos or mini’s on this blog! Just not practical for the foggy dress girl, even on a night out.
It’s warm in the sun but breezy & chilly in the shade…don’t go anywhere without a scarf, in this city!
In my attempt to take non-boring fashion-blogger photos, I am taking jumping pictures….oh boy.
Happy week, remember to wear something RED, WHITE or BLUE in honor of our past Presidents! (I’m just kidding about that, but what the heck…)
PS My little bro came into town and we explored the Mission District with him & his friends. Check back in a few days (or tomorrow; I really need to organize my blog posts better!) for their sight-seeing wears.
I know the big thing in the blogging world is to tie a knot with your belt around your waist…but sometimes I want a clean, tucked away belt, cinched around my waist. No loose ends!
Ok so I’ve never seen a tutorial about this, but then again I’m pretty new to the blogger-sphere world…
This is something I did a few years ago, when I was tired of have a wagging-loose-end of a belt hanging behind me. I have a few belts with enough holes to fit around my hips/jeans, but since I have wide hips and a small waist, I couldn’t use the belts interchangeably without doing the knot-tie thing. So here’s what I did…
a belt! preferable genuine leather, but not required
an “ouchless” elastic hair tie (I use the GOODY brand from Walmart), clear (or black)
a tack or nail (something sharp & pointy)
Put the belt around the smallest part of your waist.
Hold the spot where you’d imagine the hole to go through (I left a little extra room for layering!)
Mark the back with a marker/sharpie (I used a metallic one, it show’s up better on dark colored leather)
From the backside, press the tack firmly
Push through to the other side, twisting the pin and expanding the hole
Force the belt hook through the newly formed hole (it’ll be tight at first, but the more you use it, the looser it’ll get)
Now for securing that loose belt end! Take your clear elastic hair tie and STRETCH it! You think it’ll break but it won’t. Then put it on the end of your belt.
Now double it, so that it is tightly secured around your belt end.
Pull it down, almost all the way to the other end of the belt.
Secure the loose end by putting it through the elastic!
I’ll just say it–the Niners lost, and I’m pretty sad about it…
I am still in So Cal (southern California), soaking up the hot HOT sun. Right before we left the bay area, we stopped at China Beach to catch some dinner (crabs). What usually happens is that I watch my husband do all the work, and all he asks is that I document every crab he catches…deal!
But what does a girl wear on a foggy day, to a rainy beach, in a chilly town? I will be the first to admit that I often choose comfort over style…but I must say, this fuchsia North Face jacket is the perfect combo.
Like I said, not so glamorous, but I was *hella comfy (*Nor Cal lingo). Whether or not you like to eat crabs ( they’re yummy & don’t taste fishy like fishies!), catching them, er, watching someone catch them by the ocean is a peaceful experience, mostly because of the roar and crashing of the waves.
Important: don’t forget to wear your scrunchy backpack from 7th grade. Can’t bring a purse crabbing, sorry.