Can I still be foggy dress girl in LA? I was joking to Austin that I should change my blog name to “smoggy dress”! Jk…. No matter where I live, just remember that it all started in the foggy city of San Francisco. Am I sad? Def. Am I excited? Yes. Will I be back? Duh.
And…because I knew you were all dying to know what my packing outfit looked like ….
It was really sad seeing our flat so empty…we left a few pieces of furniture & art, rented a Uhaul trailer, and slowly drove down south (with a trailer hitched to your car, you can only drive a max of 55 MPH on freeways! gah). We had two days to clean and unload into our new place, before getting back on the road. We’re in Utah now, for my older brother’s wedding (tomorrow!!). I LOVE seeing all my brother’s together, even though they get really annoying and try to wrestle me sometimes. I also love seeing my Missita and her adorable baby that I often try to pass off as mine own.
Ok, I’m sharing this with you now, so you don’t figure this out after your 10th move (like me). If you already know this trick, share something else with me that will make packing easier! Please! I have a feeling I am far from being threw with moving.
Packing hangers has been a nightmare for me. I usually pack them neatly in a box, and when I open them up at my new place….they look like the picture above. It’s always a big waste of my life trying to untangle them all. Instead, I figured out the following quick trick:
Gather 10-15 hangers
While still hanging, tape bottom pieces together
Remove from hanger and tape top pieces together
Pack neatly in a box!
THIS has saved me so much time, guys…mostly because I have like 10 thousand hangers. Hope it helps you on your next move!
It was windy & chilly; a typical San Francisco summer day, in Golden Gate Park! But none the less, the Chipotle Cultivate Festival was delicious and hilarious, AND I sure did learn a lot! Buying local-grown, fresh food seemed to be the take-away message. That, and…don’t ever leave home without your trusty magenta Northface windbreaker (and a scarf)! You never know (or in the case of SF locals–you always know) when a chilly wind will come.
ALso, who in the whole world can say no to free, ^^ fresh guacamole??? No man can, I say.
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.