Since moving officially into my "late" thirties, I've been going through "the change." Not menopause, which is the "it's over change" but the change where I can't go to a bar and look 22 and still be carded like I'm 19. Now I go to a bar, and I look 28 and I'm not carded at all! When did a spicy young gal like me start looking almost thirty. When did I start saying the words "young gal?" I walked into my neighborhood Tender Greens for my weekly salad and the guy told me he didn't recognize me...wait for it...without my baby stroller. Excuse you, I COULD be the baby's young nanny, or her very hip aunt. To top it off, a few months ago I went to Safeway alone, in a silk dress and scrappy sandals and the young college aged bag boy told me "Happy Mother's Day." First of all, how dare you! Second, I was alone and wore scrappy sandals, how can I possibly look old enough to have a child?! I wonder what it was that made me just drip of maturity. Whatever it is, I'm fighting back with my long nails and crazy sunglasses and shorter skirts. Unrelated, please forward to me anything about early phases of becoming a cougar and early mid-life crises. #howcougarsaremade
Wish I was here, wearing this, right now. #beachdreams
When you live in the city, you just know that even through a 90 degree heatwave, when the sun dips down it's going to feel like you're in the Arctic. Which is why ALWAYS having a sweater is key. And always having a big fluffy, comfy, chic one is essential. I absolutely live in this Cuyana alpaca sweater. I take it everywhere from brunch to sitting in the movies to hanging out at Ocean beach. The other best thing, it pairs perfectly with Cuyana's summer wide brim hat. SF Summer's best outfit.
I never in a million years thought that my favorite beach outfit would include a pleather bikini, sheer bomber jacket and tall lucite heels. This outfit is not made for walking and is only relegated to lounging at the pool...and looking cute the three steps it takes to get to the bar to show off those legs. But in the words of Big Daddy Kane, "pimpin' ain't easy."