I forget how easy it is to get dressed in California's "winter".Read More
I'd love to tell you that I've been going to shows in NYC all week, and rubbing elbows with everyone from ADR to Ninja and ¥olandi at Alexander Wang. You saw my arm in that street style snap by Tommy Ton, right? I just got cut out a little when I was walking with Rachel Zoe outside of Lincoln Center.
Jk, I've just been hanging in my apartment with my cat. I guess I'm pulling a George Washington, and I cannot tell a lie.
Nonetheless San Francisco has had its own slew of fashion events that I've been attending. These photos were snapped by our girl, Carlina of Allergic to Vanilla, en route to a beauty showcase at Neiman Marcus. It is always fun having someone new shoot your photos, and things got pretty silly rather quickly.
My outfit here is simple, surprisingly well-matched for me, and sticks to my usual 5-minute rule for getting dressed. I don't usually wear dresses and skirts, especially any kind of fitted pencil-shapes. I do really like this old-number by Topshop because of the paisley and lace print, and super-stretchy material. I added a really cute J.Crew sweater that totally mimics my own skin tone, but kind of in a good way. I finished things off with an easy leather jacket, some Fredas (duh), and my fave Celine bag.
In San Francisco there is always a fine line between Indian Summer and actual fall. One week you might find yourself half naked in the 85 degree heat on Ocean Beach, and you don't even think its weird that its early October. The next week its foggy in the mornings, and crisply cold all day, except for that one hour in the afternoon when your skin radiates with "Its sunny!!" joy. As we reluctantly start to order our drinks hot versus iced, notice the over-saturation of "Pumpkin Spiced" anything, and add layers upon layers of knits, we accept the bitter transition from summer to autumn.