SO MOD

1. Camelia Aveloaei Skikos.This detachable leather blade harness is calling my name, or maybe Angelina Jolie's- circa Billy Bob

2. Spotlight ring by Laruicci. So effing dangerous, who knew one accessory is all you needed to feel safe walking home after last call?

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lunettes de soleil

{F21 romper, shades & belt, Louis Vuitton cross-body, BCBG Paris sandals, vintage turquoise cuff, and bracelet}

Do you ever have moments when you realize you have way too much stuff? I recently took inventory of a basket in my room that has been collecting knick-knacks, samples, and random stuff for two years now. I realized I am a hoarder. Do I really need to keep a sore muscle patch that I scored, yet never used on my recent Bay to Breakers 12K run, or nonworking watches- which never get worn, or a collection of eleven sunglasses that don't all see the sunlight on a daily basis? The answer is no. Will I ever get rid of all this stuff? That depends, the muscle patch- yes, the sunnies- never. Most of these sunglasses have been with me for several years now. Some are vintage thrift shop finds, others were gifts, and most of them are designer, but they all have some sort of sentimental value- and do get thrown into the rotation once in a while. I don't think I could imagine getting rid of any of these. Maybe I just need a bigger basket.

Sunglasses counter clockwise starting from bottom right: Boucheron, Cole Haan, thrifted, F21, gifted, Micheal Kors, Dolce & Gabanna, Fendi, Emanuelle Khanh, Ray Bans, wal-mart

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all shook down

Went to SF's first ever music festival "All Shook Down", sponsored by SF Weekly, and tagged along with my sis for a load of riotous fun! That girl is a pro at always finding where the party is at. I did my best to dress the part, inspired by Winter Kate's extremely unaffordable silk jacket, trying my hand at the Coachella/Glastonbury boho festival look. Not until I arrived at the scene, did I realize I dressed all wrong, shorts were a bad idea! With the sun being a nonexistent figment of my day time imagination, and the wind whipping at several miles an hour, goose bumps were my only constant accessory- as my hat and shawl threatened the fly away any time the wind picked up. I figured it'd warm up eventually, it didn't. So we are now on the hunt for libations to do the trick, one problem: sis forgot her ID! Arrggh, her looks and charm usually get the job done, but the bouncer wasn't having any of it, so we figured it was can in a paper bag time- so discrete!

The main act was Janelle Monae. She was amazing, a fusion of fashion, personality, and what a voice. Her band had killer style as well. Check out the aviator skull cap on drums, and the hair on bass!

{I'm wearing: Martin+Osa tee, Quiksilver shorts, shawl as jacket from Israel, Deanna and Ozzy hat, Steve Madden boots, M+O straw beach bag, F21: feather earrings, sunglasses, Emily Elizabeth arm band}

On the Way...

{Jessica Simpson, Dany}

My spend like it's the last day on earth conscious: "I need them...you know for Europe"

My more reasonable conscious: "Because we are going to be walking everywhere, and you need our feet to feel pain! How about some nice TOMS"

My spend like it's the last day on earth conscious: "But we'll look so hot!"

My more reasonable conscious: "Well they are on sale...ok, let's"

My spend like it's the last day on earth conscious: "Can we still get the TOMS?"

{pic borrowed from where did you get that)

blue sky

{LaRok tunic, Dolce Vita wedges, Marc by Marc Jacobs mag clutch, F21 earrings & sunnies, rings: Marc Jacobs, Ensenada, Mexico}

This town has been doing its best to emulate Phoenix insane temperatures. Its best attempt rounds out to about 90 degrees, that's still pretty damn hot if you ask me. This weather is perfect for lounging poolside, drinking cans of Corona; not so much for having direct contact with other people, requiring actual clothes. Hence the tunic I turned into a dress, it was appropriate for our happy hour evening date, when the temp cooled down a bit. I added my new fave wedges. I'm wearing these out until the CPW (cost per wear) makes sense in my head, or until the season allows.

Dinner was had at an amazing Moroccan place; we enjoyed a tapas style meal with a few libations, of course. The food was so incredible, I am definitely going back, and outdoor seating anytime in the summer makes a restaurant so much better in my opinion! 

Who doesn't love summer? I want it to last longer. Not that long though, I'm already thinking about fall outfits!

fog city diner

{H&M Aids collection maxi, thrifted denim, Ya Living scarf, Marc by Marc Jacobs magazine clutch, Dolce Vita wedges. Emily Elizabeth necklace, vintage turquoise cuff, Vera by Vera Wang knot bracelet}

Visiting my parents always requires multiple layers, and then some, it's that cold. Well it's more foggy than anything, it'd be a cold day in hell, before you can expect the sun to shine and actually heat something up in Daly City. So I dressed accordingly, even though a billowy summertime frock, and open toe wedges did seem a little out of place. I threw on this little denim jacket, and wrapped my favorite scarf until my neck could no longer feel the whiplash of the wind, and braved the elements. 

Several hours later, the temperature barely risen, the sun out but even windier now, we attempted to dine (outside no less) at my all time fave Italian place, Cafe Zoetrope. I love this place, it's my go to, never fail joint in North Beach. We ordered the prosciutto and arugula pizza, and the larger than normal sized pitcher of the house red. Both satisfied the troops nicely...and then some.

red, white, and brew

Fourth of July's are always awesome, for me it means an extended weekend, a chance to eat a little more than normal and it’s always a good reason to party! This fourth was by far one of the best. We spent our time in South Lake Tahoe and shacked up at Holly's Place with three other couples in the most adorable cabin ever, right down the street from the beach! We soaked up the sun, slathered in SPF of course, ate at Tahoe's infamous Fire+Ice buffet until our stomachs started to ache, rode a tandem bike (and you know how I feel about bike's), watched a UFC flight in a casino, enjoyed fireworks on the lake, and took in the natural beauty around us whilst sipping a drink at all times!

1.Road-trip shot, 2.Beach day, 3.Outside of our cabin, 4.Fruity drink and $ machine, 5.New Dolce Vita espadrille wedges, 6. Hollister backless dress, 7. Recyclables after the first night, 8.Tandem ride, 9. Road trip wear, 10. Snow capped Sierra's on way home, 11.Karaoke bar

business in the front, party in the back

How amazing are these bikini's/monokini's? I just ran across this brand, MIKOH Swimwear, today, and am smitten! I need the crochet back monokini in coral asap--it seems to be sold out in my size everywhere though:(  

The Xavier Monokini seems like a two piece at first glance, but watch out when you turn around, the crochet back is sexy as hell, and totally unexpected! This is just what I needed this weekend in Tahoe...

The sun is my friend, bikes are not.

{Miley Cyrus and Max Azria romper, Martin+Osa bag, MIA gladiator sandals, Taneesi toe ring}

 

Rompers are awesome, especially on a hot day. This particular one has an extremely flattering cut, adorable bows on each shoulder, buttons lining up in the back, and a gorgeous blue ikat theme. I bought two originally, in two different colors, but the bf hated them, so I returned the red one, and kept this one--because I loved them! Only problemo with rompers is the inconvenience factor of having to use the ladies room often. You pretty much should not drink much- of anything, or expect to unbutton, unzip, and undress yourself silly! Anyways, I'm excited to show it off, the weather has finally deemed itself ready to accept that Summer has arrived. 

On a rather random note, I am officially admitting my childhood was incomplete. I was loved unconditionally, placed in over priced private schools, yet somehow I was never taught how to ride a bike. Yesterday night, in a ploy to learn bike riding basics in under an hour, my bf set out on a patient mission to teach me what I had never been taught. Lets just say, I have never felt so much fear in my life. What was once "I got this" quickly turned into, "I hate this, I don't want to do this anymore". I am officially admitting I am a grown woman who can't ride a bike, and have been defeated by my beautiful beach cruiser, who continues to sit on my patio, un ride-able, and collecting dust. 

Happy 4th of July, everyone!