Le Dîner à San Francisco

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jacket: Ashley (old)
tank: BCBG
pant: Kate Spade ‘Hallie’
boots: Dolce Vita ‘Java
bag: Vintage Gucci

Talk about extreme pop-up; not fully aware of the event’s elegance and its masquerade theme, I dashed home from work to throw on all white attire. Had I known, I would’ve dressed more up to part; at least I got the monochromic color memo down. I played it safe and wore what would transition to the pub crawl ensued. It was my first time attending Le Dîner, or any event similar. If you love decor, this is the all white dream turned reality because most of the table settings here were decorated so lavishly. Le Dîner à San Francisco is a flash dinner picnic held annually in only SF locations. The location is kept secret and revealed only a few hours before the start of the event. Mucho thanks to my girl friend Connie, for inviting me! It was the perfect, fancy way to start off the weekend that is now over *sad face.

xo,tfny.

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sunday spirit

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jacket: Gap
t-shirt: Old Navy
jeans: Urban Outfitters
shoes: Dolce Vita ‘Razz’
bag: vintage Coach ‘Willis’

Happy Monday! This is a recap on yesterday, a busy Sunday to be in the city. It was commotion with the Do Over, Dunk Exchange, Soma StrEats, and of course, the Niners game. These heels were a serious steal I found for a whopping $23. Can I get a hell yeah for heels I can walk all day and night in? Well, I wanted to break these babies in so why not look like “that one girl” wearing heels to a food truck event to watch the game. It went so well with the tee. AND WHAT? It’s that Sunday spirit.

xo, tfny

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thelifegrubbing: berkeley bites

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Sundays are my fun days; their my favorite days along with Fridays and Saturdays. I assume that goes the same for most people. To do it right, I ended last week by going on a pretty yet long hike to then stroll around Berkeley for lots, I mean lots, of bites with my friend. Nothing like ending a good workout with gourmet potato puffs and white truffle fries at Gregoire. SRSLY. It didn’t stop there because it’s only proper to wash it down with some Philz Coffee. We then sat down at this cute sushi spot, Joshu-ya, and filled our bellies with yummy tuna and salmon rolls, uni, and ama-ebi! Wait, one can’t simply forget about dessert. I can’t even describe how much I loved Ici’s handmade organic scoops of heaven, I mean, sorbets. Excuse me while I wipe the drool off my keyboard and mention that the harvest moon was sitting full, big, and low this week. What a lovely site while jogging to dinner mid-week that I had to snap a shot. Is it just me or whenever I think these tall electrical wires, this song pops up in my head, “Through the fire, through whatever come what may. For a chance at loving you, I’d take it all away. Right down through the wire, even through the fire”. Okay, signing off with the throwback Kanye before I start rambling even more.

xo,tfny.

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dear summer, please stay

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bikini top: H&M
bikini bottom: ASOS
cardigan: Supertrash
shoes: Jeffrey Campbell ‘Foxy’

Since we stayed at a Sunset Blvd Hotel whilst in Hollywood, veritably more of a motel, it kept to a old, semi-shabby yet modern vibe. It was modest and sort of cute; I wanted to play around in the vicinity. Here are a few shots where I paired my high-waist bikini with this silky floral cardigan. Can Summer please stay, just for a few more months? With all these wildfires, I know we’re in dire need of some rain but I can’t help selfishly wishing for Mr. Sun to outshine Karl the fog and the Rain man. I haven’t scored enough sun-bathing time to even out my funky tan lines. Though Fall is my favorite season to dress for, I much rather dip my feet into the pool than have to wear a Snuggie and defrost by the heater. What’s your favorite season? Feeling ready for the transition into Fall?BC Photography_Tiffany Blog Shoot_0002Photos by: Brian Cuasito Photography

xo,tfny.

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fade to color

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shorts: American Apparel (similar)
cardigan: Supertrash
bag: Coach ‘Willis
shoes: Jeffrey Campbell ‘Foxy

Lace. Fringe. Fringe! Silky, floral printy. 5.5″ dirty platforms. The classic black bag. It’s vintage. Thicker leather than the average. Together the items sum up the outfit I wore as we made our way to the pool party. Can you tell, my brain is pooping out randomness? As I received these images, I was torn of what kind of photographs I prefer and couldn’t meet a conclusion. I love black and white. It’s crisp and what you make of the picture, down to the colors, are up to your discretion. I love color. It draws in the eyes and brightens up everything. As a adolescent, I always tried to use as many colors from the crayon box that I could, even white on white. Up ’til this day, I would probably still do the same.

These pictures again were taken by my talented friend, Brian. If you’re ever in or already in the area of LA/Burbank, definitely hit him up!

photos by: Brian Cuasito Photography

xo,tfny
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paint the town

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top: Topshop
shorts: American Apparel (similar)
denim shirt: Uniqlo
shoes: H&M
bag: Vintage Coach ‘Willis

My sister copped this crop top for $4, a steal! I decided to pair it with some high waisted shorts and sadly, even then, my abnormally long torso continues to reveal. Le sigh, first world long torso problems where bra-ettes and crop tops are just beneath the bra line for me. I felt since I’ll never get to wear a midriff back home, I might as well suck it up, and wear it somewhere sunny! LA weather was absolutely gorgeous and continued to heat up that I really didn’t need to bring a long sleeve. However, being so accustomed to city nights, it’s engrained to always be prepared for a chill.

Whilst painting the town of LA with the girls, I paired up with my friend Brian to take these fun shots, along with a few more outfits in the next few blog entries to come! He was able to capture so many great shots, super helpful, and accommodating to your image direction. If you’re ever in or already in the area of LA/Burbank, definitely hit him up: http://www.briancuasito.com

Photos by: Brian Cuasito Photography

xo,tfny

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ready. set. goal

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I suppose if it’s announced publicly, it must become a commitment! Over Labor Day weekend, the girls and I painted the city of angels red. We reveled at a pool party, which prior to baring into bikinis, I decided to feast like a king because: 1. I normally do and 2. I wanted to be able to last through the night. Sadly, it was quite inevitable after feeling bloated as a whale to stray from that self esteem, especially with a pool filled with coke-bottled, perfect-figured sharks swimming around. Pause. Nobody’s perfect. Before going about the “stfu, you’re skinny”, this IS a skinny girl rant because that is exactly the problem. I don’t want to be viewed as skinny, I want to be fit! They are two completely different concepts and I have a ways to go. As I speak for myself, I am nearly shapeless; if I stood next to Spongebob Squarepants, it will be difficult to tell us apart aside from his charming good looks.

The issue with my body type is that I am an apple where all my food ends up being stored around my abdominal, which is the hardest area to burn. Frankly, its triple times more difficult because I love food so much that the thought of a strict diet… Well, its not even thought. After scoping out the various body types by the poolside, I’ve decided I really need to put my foot, er.. fork, down.

Currently, I’m only working out enough to maintain. I know without ever changing my diet (or the excessive amount I eat), it’s going to take a lifetime before I see real results. Here, my goal comes in: it’s time to put more thought to eating cleaner and scheduling time to exercise more. No more cheat weeks; it has to remain a cheat day, as in one not five. This state of mind doesn’t spring because I think I am “fat”, rather I want to be healthy. I don’t want to start panting excessively when I speed walk up hills. I want to see some definition in my arms, abs, and let’s just throw in a bubble butt while we’re at it. Wimpy as it sounds, I want to be able to do a proper pull up without chair assistant, aside from reaching the bar, because at this point, simply dangling myself on the bar might not be the cutest look.

I’m not trying to do a disappearing act with myself, more so, I hope to start selling you tickets to the gun show. Kidding. Before I go over my head, I will give myself until my birthday, a full two months, to really push myself out of my comfort zone (being lazy). I’m not trying to be a body builder, I’ll be ecstatic with half the strength of one. So here’s to the extra sets of burpees, incorporating more weights, staying away from eating multiple cookies in one sitting and running that extra mile.

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Whether reading this motivates you to try to reach or push harder in your personal health goals or if you think this is petty, it’s absolutely fine. As long as I’m able to entertain a positive thought and promote even the littlest growth, we can be in this together. Let’s get it!

xo, tfny.

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