san francisco winter


Last weekend Krystal and I dined al fresco at one of our favorite tucked away spots in the city, Arlequin. Afternoon wine and cheese always makes me feel so European, and I like feeling European.  I wore my current weekend uniform: my ripped up jeans paired with a frilly feminine top similar to what I did the weekend before in this post. 

I've left San Francisco's temperate winter for NYFW where I've been greeted by a blizzard named "Nemo." They shouldn't have named it Nemo if they wanted me to take it seriously- just saying.

Update: I've gone outside now...I guess I can take it seriously.  

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