cut out top: ASTR (Nordstrom)
plaid blouse: Equipment (similar)
shoes: Urban Outfitters
clutch: vintage Dooney & Bourke
There’s been a lot of wind lately, and I’m not necessarily speaking to weather; there’s a lot of talk but no good action or a step to a right place going on in the news. You’ve guessed it. The shutdown continues and I encourage for you to take just a little bit of your time to keep updated with whatever you can. And dig, really dig… There’s always plenty of dirt when you start with a shovel and you will see there’s a lot you will find.
The good, the bad, and the ugly. Truth.
On a breezier note, leave it to me to have my hair a mess in the actual wind. Some girls, they look like a scene in Baywatch, others are like Pocahontas – Colors of the Winds, and then there’s me… beastly uproar mixed with a little of The Grudge. Luckily I had Tomas to capture the tamed, haha.
Tremendous thanks to the multi-faceted talent, that is Tomas, for taking these amazing shots.
Check out more of his work here at: LeftLane Photography
bralette: Honeydew ‘Camellia‘
shorts: H&M (old)
shoes: Nike dunks
backpack: from Mexico
Sunday was a blend of throwback bliss; I met up with some old friends to picnic in the park, and dance to good tunes. Not to mention most of this outfit was thrown together with circa 07-08 in mind. Speaking about fashion collection dates, a funny conversation sprouted. If I could rock a rainbow of Celine purses, I’d probably drop that cash in a heartbeat; However, reality is, my life is like Lorde – Royals. I’m happy with what I got, even if it’s not a lot. So most of my outfits aren’t gonna consist of the new-new, but they are a reflection of me and what I make of all my clothes thrifted or bought on sale! Baller on a Budget, I’ll say it loud and proud! If you can relate, shout it out loud with me!
Now reverting back to the concert, Now and Zen brought back flashes of nostalgia. Not gonna lie… Goo Goo Dolls – Iris was my song, along with everyone else I’m sure. One Republic killed it with the mash ups of Same Love and Gold Digger. I love a melting pot of… Well, everything: music genres, high-low priced fashion, diversity, culture, you name it. Think of it this way; we’re all living the same struggles on this earth so to open your eyes and see beyond just what you want to see, and notice like the movie Crash, we are all connected and as a whole, it is beautiful.
Thanks to Hung Fong, for her awesome photography.
jacket: Ashley (old)
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.
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.
Zara dress, Marc Jacobs bracelet, Vera Bradley wallet, Target booties, Marc Jacobs glasses (holding in hand)
Given in love. To defend. Given in love for protection. Whatever the translation on this Latin phrase may be on my bracelet, it is of that gist. The word “love”, thrown around so loosely yet the display and actions of love seem a bit harder to come by when watching the news or simply walking to work. But, I believe it’s still there and it’s all around, even if its hidden in the nooks and crannies. I’m a hopeless romantic. Just because I’m not currently in a relationship, it doesn’t mean all of a sudden I’m cynical. No way, we still have our relationships with so much more; love, to me is beyond just two people. It’s with family, friends, the self, strangers, across nations, and for everything.
What I meant with needing more love in the world is a friendly reminder to do a good deed for someone that you owe nothing to; it’s as simple as a gentle smile. If you’re having a lousy day, wouldn’t you want something randomly sweet to happen to turn that frown upside down? Well, I’m sure at least five other people around the world are feeling the same exact way. Anyways, some food for thought. Have a good day : )