parka: H&M (old)
jeans: vintage D&G
boots: Urban Outfitters
Holy moly, I guess I should probably post day 1 pics from our mini Portlandia foodie adventure from the beginning of the month. With an abundance of celebrations, and being sick (again. UGH), it’s been difficult to muster up the energy to get to blogging. I’ve also been prepping myself mentally as I started in a new role and sure enough, the start date was my birthday! If that’s not a good sign, I’m not sure what is. So please forgive as life has been sucking the life outta me, in the best way, of course!
Back to Portland.. What a beautiful city, even with random spikes of rain and 5 seconds of hail. It was the perfect time to escape and experience actual autumn with leaves turning color and the crisp cold air, slightly chilling to the bones. So I know we’re not suppose to be chasing waterfalls, but god damn, we did so anyways. Why? Because Multnomah Falls is breathtaking. If I could just sit in solitude without becoming a icicle or eventually get drenched by rain, trust, that is where you’ll find me.
Photography by Hung Fong
Zara open back tee, H&M bikini top, American Apparel hampton shorts, thrifted flats
It’s as if a emotional raincloud rolls over my head like I’m Eeyore as I revisit pictures to post of my previous weekend; envious for some nice, sunny weather compared to this misty fog of a city summer. I’m a girl who can live off tanks, tees and shorts if the weather would just abide. Mark Twain once quoted, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco”. With that said, I spent a lovely weekend with beloved friends over by the lake. We were so stoked to be boating only to arrive with the water running dry. From the crazy global warming conditions, on top of them sucking out all the lake water to be sold… Did we end up going to a lake or a puddle? It seems like we (as human beings) are doing too much attempting to act like Mother Nature: moving bodies of water, creating rainclouds, chopping down rainforests… all that. We’re playing too much with fire here. Anyways, just my opinion and something to think about. For everyone else outside of SF that has Mr. Sun’s attention, dance around in a bikini for me while I wrap myself in a snuggie!
PS. It’s already a week into August? Um, semi-freak out moment.