coat vintage, flea market
blouse j. crew
dress thrifted
tights american apparel
shoes vintage
My neighborhood is overflowing with amazing, cheap food. It's gotten to the point where I hardly ever eat at home, unless it's to make myself eggs and toast in the morning. How could I resist the temptation of burgers from Pearl's Deluxe? Ramen from Katana-ya? Pho from Turtle Tower? Indian food from Shalimar? The truth is that I don't resist. Sometimes I look at my kitchen and feel a twinge of guilt but mostly I just look forward to the next time I get to stuff my face with delicious food.
On this particular day I went on an epic walk around San Francisco with my brother, starting at Turtle Tower with two huge bowls of pho, stopping at a hole-in-the-wall bakery in Chinatown for dessert, and then on to North Beach for coffee. I wore my trusty navy blue polka dot dress that I usually throw on when I can't be bothered to think too much about my outfit (I wear it probably more than any other) and a newly acquired coat ($10 at the flea market!) and sweetly coerced my brother in taking Outfit Photos. This involved a minor bit of instruction ("Um, could you squat down a bit when you take them?") and lots of laughing. My brother thinks I'm a giant dork and he is right.
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