aperol spritz


A friend and I were chatting about how food and drinks can hold memories – like the way I remember those giant gin and tonics in Barcelona, mulled wine in any European Christmas market, or that perfect frothy cappuccino, sprinkled with chocolate, from any Italian city. when she spoke about drinking Campari spritzes in Milan I immediately became obsessed with the concept. Not being a big fan of Campari, I did some quick research and took a note from Venice instead – you are not going to believe how easy and refreshing this afternoon aperitivo is.

What You’ll Need:


Prosecco (or tonic or sparkling water, or both)


That’s it! And you don’t even need a lemon, but it makes for a nice garnish. This has been my go to drink lately and believe me the simplicity is greatly appreciated. After all, it’s August, it’s hot, And it seems like everyone I know is burnt out right now from one thing or another. All the more reason to make things a little easier for yourself and indulge in simple pleasures.

What to Do:

Add ice to a wine glass or tumbler

Add 1 oz Aperol

Add about 4 oz Prosecco, or play around with mixing Prosecco and sparkling water or tonic — depending on how August has been treating you so far

Garnish with a slice of lemon


If you’re worried about investing in strange aperitivos, you’ll be pleased to know that a bottle of Aperol should only put you back about $20, and there’s all kinds of things you can do with it. That is, if you don’t polish the bottle off converting everyone you know to love this drink as much as you do (which is basically how I spent yesterday afternoon…).

Cheers, salut, and chin chin! Happy Monday — and thanks for reading! I love hearing from you, so please leave me a comment and stay in touch with me — pinterest, twitter, instagram, and facebook.



Day after day of weather in the 90s and brutal sun were abruptly broken by thunder, lightning and rain last week in Seattle. The rain slowed down — although the clouds were still threatening — and so we ran down towards the beach. Our goal was to get to the lighthouse at the end of Discovery Park, but somewhere along the way we took a wrong turn

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Sweater: Free People (similar here)/Trousers: Free People (available here)/Wedges: Eric Michael (available here)/Hat: Ducks in a Row (seen here)

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We never ended up making it to the Lighthouse, but sometimes the best adventures are the ones where you don’t end up where you’re going. I was too captivated by these gorgeous old military homes to move on, so until the rains came again I picked wildflowers and dreamed about the people who used to live here. Going back through these images I’ve been trying to put my finger on why this is one of my favorite style shoots we’ve ever done — and I think it’s because I’m just so comfortable in these clothes. This outfit is so classically me — the military sweater I purchased years ago that has half the buttons missing; a broad brimmed floppy hat to keep off the sun or the rain; while nude wedges and a white blouse let my latest and favorite set of crazy pants take center stage. This is so perfect for end of summer — and so perfect for travel; everything can be rolled up and stuffed in a bag, or worn comfortably on a plane or train.There’s so much more energy and time for exploration and adventure when you’re feeling confident and comfortable. I deeply admire the women who can achieve that while also not caring about their appearance — a confidence I strive for — in the meantime it’s good to have an outfit — while traveling or at home but especially when already out of your comfort zone —  that you can always call on to help boost the self esteem.

Thank you for reading! I love hearing from you, so please leave me a comment if you feel so inclined, and you can also stay in touch with me through all the usual ways — pinterest, twitter, instagram, and facebook.

Photography by MB Maher

the painted bird


I’ve got such a backlog of images to process from my time in Seattle, but first I have to share this recent foray into The Painted Bird with you. Union Square may have every design house and fast fashion chain imaginable, but shopping in SF isn’t complete without stopping into a couple great vintage and thrift boutiques. Avoid the Haight (so touristy, overpriced, and — right now — cold) and trek down to the bottom of  Valencia and 24th instead. There’s so many treasures to be found from a variety of decades in this quirky little shop at the base of an old Victorian home. Maybe it’s the repeating skull motifs throughout (and actual skulls), the variety of leather and fur pieces, or the babe in the front nook reading tarot cards — the Painted Bird has an edgy vibe that really speaks to me. The Bird is also in a great location to make a day of vintage and thrift shopping, with Buffalo Exchange and the Salvation Army a block in either direction. You might have to spend hours digging through Salvation Army and Buffalo to find a gem, so I recommend browsing those stops first, after which walking into the Painted Bird will be a sight for sore eyes. Well curated, fantastic prices, and beautifully arranged — these kids have really got it figured out.

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Speaking of that tarot card reading babe, I was so thrilled to have a chance to interview and shoot with the one and only Alese Osborn before leaving the shop this day. I’ll be sharing her story and the skinny on her funky style in a feature later this month, so make sure you drop back in!

What’s your favorite shop for vintage or thrift in the Bay Area? Leave me a comment, and you can also stay in touch with all the usual ways — chose your poison: pinterest, twitter, and facebook.

weekend reading

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Some weekend mornings are for staying in bed — hopefully with some coffee and a good book or magazine (Or  a pile of them. Or just a scruffy tabby cat). Others are for waking up at 6am to set off on an adventure; with new humans to meet, vistas to explore, and skills to learn. It’s the latter for me right now, and let me tell you — it’s been a long time before this body has been vertical between the hours of 2 and 8am. I couldn’t ask for better motivation though — studying with the unstoppable Aran Goyagoa alongside some seriously kick-ass women. I’ll be sharing all the photos and stories with you soon, but until then check out my instagram for up to the moment shots, and if you’re in category A from above follow the jump for some leisurely weekend reading material.

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august daze

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It’s August and the days are long. From the East side of the city I watch the sun set behind Twin Peaks each day into a featherbed of fog. Late in the day I walk through the streets and all that old Victorian glass gleams silver and the moldings and decorations — lions, scrolls or fans — glow gold; for that final hour my humble streets feel transformed. It’s the time of year the farmers markets are bursting, with melons, apricots, strawberries, exotic pluots and purple bell peppers, shrunken and green shosito peppers, bushels of squash, and the truest tomatoes you’ll ever taste. It’s when the fog billows up over Twin Peaks to such unbelievable heights that when you walk in the sun below along Guerrero or Valencia street and look upwards you feel as though you’re standing in wet sand at the base of a giant tidal wave that is just moments away from breaking and rushing down over you, sweeping you and all these homes back into the Bay. The fog is everywhere. You get out of a building in Russian Hill or Haight Ashbury and feel dew on your face. You walk down the hill, into Duboce Park, or maybe the Embarcadero and watch the fog thin into bits and pieces that waft by; a bit further, you’re in SoMa or Hayes Valley, and the sun warms your face as you look up towards the sky. But only for a final few moments, before the fog engulfs the sun, and the chill of the Ocean reaches from one end of our 7 miles squared to the other.

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Jacket & Coach Bag: Vintage/Sweater: Modcloth/Harem Pants: Under Skies (last seen here)/Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell (seen here)

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Leaving home one afternoon the hallway was filled with such beautiful light — diffused through the fog as it was — I couldn’t resist pulling over and snapping a few shots. Can I just say that I strongly approve of this decision we’ve collectively made to move away from skinny jeans, especially the way these styles, colors and patterns are emerging on looser trousers and harem pants. I initially picked up these pants to use as loungewear around the house; there hasn’t been a week at a time over this entire summer that guests and travelers haven’t been living in my home, and I was getting tired of pulling on jeans first thing in the morning to make my coffee in. This outfit started off as work-from-home-wear, and quickly became a walk-through-the-fog-to-happy-hour ensemble with the help of a man’s vintage jacket. One of my favorite go-to’s for classing things up.

And on a another note — thanks so much to everyone who came out to the Free People event last night! It was such a blast to meet so many stylish babes and the FP girls in Corte Madera were so sweet and fun to chill and browse with. Fall is coming right up and I could not be happier.

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festival prep with free people


It’s that time of year when our beautiful Golden Gate Park opens its arms to music lovers, foodies, and adventure-seekers of all kinds; with tunes and wild laughter echoing from one meadow to the next. The Stern Grove events kicked us off at the start of summer, and now Outsidelands brings us full swing into festival season this weekend. Read on for my tips on the event and for a special invite to a pre-festival celebration this week with Free People in Corte Madera.

It may still be summer, but there’s a reason SF has a foggy reputation. For those unfamiliar, our city is full of microclimates; I’ve been surrounded by dense fog only to walk less than 3 blocks away to discover blue skies and sun. The festival grounds are right in the center of the fog bank, and we may get lucky this year with patches of sun during the day, but when evening rolls around it’s going to get cold. Don’t do what I did my first year — leaving halfway through to drive back home and add layers and sweaters to my daytime dress –  once you leave Outsidelands you’re technically not allowed to re-enter. That year I lucked out and was able to sweet talk my way back in, but I definitely learned my lesson about what to wear and what to bring.


What to Bring: 


You’ll probably be on your feet throughout the day, running in between stages, dancing, swaying side to side; but a light weight blanket is always a good idea anyway. The park is hilly, rocky and dusty in patches, and you could save yourself sitting in dirt or wet grass.


The most important tip I can give you – layers are key. Wear a medium weight jacket you could tie around your waist if it’s warmer, and pack tights or socks, a scarf, and a beanie. With these in your bag, you’ll be prepared for anything SF can throw at you.


For fellow photographers — Outsidelands does not allow professional equipment without a press pass, and if caught with one you could be kicked out or worse, have your camera confiscated. Snap-and-shoots are ok, as are DSLs with smaller lenses (under 2 inches) like my pancake 40 mm here. And of course no one is going to mess with your phone.


Not pictured but useful:


Water bottle. As long as it’s sealed you can bring your own water in.


TP. For obvious reasons.


Sunscreen. Even if you can’t see the sun you’ll still be exposed to those harmful UV rays after a day outdoors.


Outsidelands has an official FAQ page with more details here.

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Dress & Socks: Free People/Jacket: Vintage


Festivals allow a freedom to experiment and explore new styles and out of the ordinary looks — but for this particular event comfort is key. This is not the festival where you try out your backless crocheted fringe top for the first time. You’ll be hiking a long way to even get in to Outsidelands — either on the N train to Judah/Ocean Beach, the #28 bus, or from wherever you can find neighborhood parking in the Sunset or Richmond. There’s also a lot of walking in between stages and venues; if warmer the air gets super dusty, and the weather could change drastically throughout the day. Wear something you’ll be comfortable in whatever may come, and branch out with fun accessories and hairstyles. To see Andrew Bird at Stern Grove this weekend I picked out my favorite day dress, kept warm with a statement vintage jacket, and played with one of my favorite fall trends — contrasting lengths, with a short skirt, ankle boots and tall printed socks.


I’m SO excited to announce that the Free People store in Corte Madera is throwing a pre-festival party to help you get ready for the big event! Come meet me and hear more of my styling and San Francisco tips and suggestions. Get the whens and wheres and RSVP here. Can’t wait to see you there!


Any tips to share for SF’s festival season? Let us hear it in the comments.  As always, stay in touch with pinterest, twitter, facebook and instagram!



old california

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Once I spotted this crumbling house on the hills above Scribe Winery I couldn’t resist exploring. As you can tell I had a hard time narrowing down these amazing images taken by MB Maher, which so beautifully depict this time capsule of California’s history. Every home tells a story — even when they’re almost barren of furniture or trappings — and my imagination was completely captured by this old vineyard estate; it’s unique architecture with Moroccan-style keyholes over the front windows; the drawings sketched out on the walls throughout; empty bottles of champagne on the top floor; carnival lights strung across the grand foyer; peeling wallpaper that revealed bay area newspapers from the 1950s. I climbed out on the second story deck and looked out over the rolling hills and vineyards around us and imagined all the people before me throughout time who had mimicked that gesture, who they were, and what their lives had been like living in old California.

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That about wraps up my road trip adventures in NorCal! How has your summer been treating you so far? I’d love to hear from you – send me a comment, & if you like what you see here follow me on pinterest, and instagram!


Mostly shot by MB Maher and a few by me.

step outside…

… and explore


Where: A certain tunnel in the Marin Headlands

Wearing: These boots and these cut-offs

Why: Sometimes paleaolythic discoveries are just a drive across  the Golden Gate Bridge away

Happy adventuring my friends! Until next time — send me a comment, & follow on pinterest, and instagram.