I’m moving!!!! I’m incredibly excited to start the new year off with a new blog, Tulips and Coffee.
I decided to create a space that will reflect a wider range of my hobbies and interests. While I love vintage fashion, recently I’ve been devoting more time to my own little urban homestead and less time vintage hunting, and shopping in general. I’ve been learning to cook, sew, bake bread and attempt to make mozzarella. My goal is to start sharing these adventures on my blog! I’m also a huge fan of vintage cocktails, and am a new member of Ladies United for the Preservation of Endangered Cocktails (yes such a fantastic society really does exist!). Of course, this new space will continue to serve as my ode to San Francisco and history.
Thanks for your interest in Fog City Vintage. Please come visit me at my new home!
Happy Holidays from the city by the bay
I was reading a blog the other day where the author asked her readers if they have ever lived alone. I was surprised by how many people responded that they had never lived alone. And as I spoke with friends and colleagues they told me that first they lived with their family as a child, had roommates in college, then housemates in their 20s followed by meeting their partner and moving in with them. Do you live alone? Have you ever?
I have lived alone for almost 4 years now and it has been the most rewarding, and liberating, experience! Granted living alone has its challenges. Rent is higher than if I had roommates, and as a result I have to reduce my intake of certain luxuries that my friends with roommates have (such as nice dinners or weekend getaways). And sometimes when I have a hard day at work, or am feeling lonely, I miss coming home to someone. But I have my own place that I can decorate how I see fit, and I can do whatever I want when I am home. But most importantly, I’ve gotten to know myself so much more because there are many a night when my only company is myself. At some point I would love to move in with a partner and relearn to share my space. But until then, I am loving living alone! And yes, I don’t always close the bathroom door!
Drawing 1920 fashion inspiration from the 2001 film, The Cat’s Meow, about a mysterious murder that occurs on William Randolph Hearst’s private yacht.
Back after a long hiatus from the blogging world. But actually a big sleep from the world of fashion in general. My closest had gotten so large, even Carrie Bradshaw would be proud. But do you ever have those mental shifts where once all of your material belongings had been a source of joy, then suddenly become an overwhelming burden? Even Carrie Bradshaw hit a wall when trying to buy back her apartment from Aidan and she realized all the money she spent on shoes could have been the down payment on her place. Her response, “I will literally be the old woman who lived in her shoes,” was not too far from my mind.
It was time to clean, limit the amount of clothes/shoes I purchased and simplify. My goal: to use what I own to create as many outfits as I can, to reinvent clothes that have been in my wardrobe for some time (I have clothes from 8-10 years ago), and have everything I buy be both something I don’t have and something that can go with everything, rather than impulse buys. Referred to this for inspiration: Lucky How to Organize Your Closet and Real Simple 31 Ways to Make Over Your Closets
Here is my closet post clutter:
It’s still a work in progress. I found a really nice free coat rack on the side of the road (love SF for this reason!) and have put this in the hallways to compensate for the fact that I don’t have an actual coat closet. And everything I have gotten rid of has been sold at my garage sale or donated to Goodwill or gifted to my friends.
I lived in Santa Cruz for 6 years before moving to SF, in which time I had become accustom to lots of hiking in nature. Here in the city ‘nature’ refers to the stamp sized parks that dot the city. And while they are wonderful spots for a picnic and people watching, you can never escape the buildings and get lost in the woods.
Glen Canyon Park is the exception to all this. This open space allows you to forget that you live in a city for 45 blissful minutes or so (the loop around the park takes about an hour). Walking along the stream as you listen to the birds chirp, the sounds of honking horns and sirens are a world away.
Saturday night I went to a beautiful SF wedding for a friend of mine. I thought these gorgeous wedding dresses by Parisian designer Laure de Sagazon were too perfect not to share.