fallin’ love

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shirt: thrifted
sweater: H&M (old)
suede skirt: Forever 21
boots: Steve Madden (old)
bag: Louis Vuitton ‘Speedy 30’

Fall in the city has turned into the sunny first few weeks of Summer; these are the only days you’ll be able to see confident bare legs roam the streets without the stiff, trying to look like “you’re not freezing your butt off when you really are” look. Unless you’ve bumped into a tourist who unfortunately had no idea that SF is usually always cold. Fine. Maybe I’m exaggerating a little, and it’s just me, and I’m always cold.

Photos by Tomas. Check out more of his work here at: LeftLane Photography
xo,tfny.

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now and zen

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top: BCBG
bralette: Honeydew ‘Camellia
shorts: H&M (old)
jacket: Rubbish
shoes: Nike dunks
backpack: from Mexico
belt: thrifted

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.

xo, tfny.

Thanks to Hung Fong, for her awesome photography.

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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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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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city gurl

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top: Nike’s Niners jersey
skort: Zara
shoes: Converse ‘Classic

I’ve been on a numbered/jersey type tops craze as of late so in light of Sundays, I couldn’t resist throwing this on. Being a daddy’s girl, it’s a given to say, of all sports, I’ve always had the best time watching football. Too many memories took place with my dad and uncles running around the house, screaming and shouting; the energy in the room was contagious and it’s precious to my dad having a ball. I know where I get my craziness from (and looks – love mama, but I really do look like my pops, haha). As a born and raised city girl, the niners are all I know to rep, so go on with your wagon talk if you must. I’ll just address it now… love going to the games to sitting around the TV with the main men (dad and uncles) but I won’t be able to hold a conversation about sports without sounding like an idiot, unless we’re discussing their butts. I mean, really, I can only hope for my butt to look slightly as good as their in spandex. Glad I could put that out there.

Anyways, I had an incredibly busy yet lovely weekend out of town with my besties. We got back early enough for the opportunity to grab some #ootd shots with the city as the backdrop. Oh, hayyy!IMG_1153xo,tfny.

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