It’s one thing to sit in a soundproof room with a friend and your husband and discuss the deep dark secrets of your marriage. It’s whole ‘nother thing when your friends and family listen in on that conversation. [Read more…]
It started with a necklace made by a local brass lamp designer spotted at West Coast Craft. It’s long and it’s perfect when I’m wearing anything long and flowy. Next it was a set of three rings found online, very much on sale, that I haven’t taken off since they came in the mail six months ago. Because they only fit on my left middle fingers, I even switched my engagement ring and wedding band to my right hand because I like the way they look on their own.
What really solidified my brass jewelry obsession was Soko, a brand that specializes in pieces made ethically using environmentally friendly methods in Kenya. Soko’s three founders have created a network of more than 1,300 artisans who use their cell phones to contract work and get paid. The setup is so efficient that artisans retain 25 to 30 percent of jewelry revenue—meanwhile the industry standard is 2-3 percent. Read more of their story here.
Soko recently opened up a storefront in San Francisco, and at the opening party I had a chance to touch and try on their beautiful bangles, rings, necklaces, earrings and more. Soko employees were, of course, wearing many of their own pieces, and I was struck by how the brass changes to a gorgeous deep gold color as time goes on. It doesn’t tarnish, it just gets more beautiful. Plus, it matches my glasses. [Read more…]
Photos by Anna-Alexia Basile
My final installment from Outside Lands this year hails from my favorite aspect of the music festival: Choco Lands. Sure, LCD Soundsystem played at every music festival across the globe, but how many had a hilly land strung with pretty lights where one could procure any number of items covered or stuffed with chocolate? Hot chocolate, chocolate cookies, chocolate brownies, S’mores, MELTED CHOCOLATE BARS (!), chocolate cupcakes, all were there—for a price. I find it extremely comforting to be singing along to Lionel Ritchie’s Hello knowing that I can procure an $8 chocolate-covered Rice Krispies treat at any moment. [Read more…]
Day two at Outside Lands music festival in San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park featured this amazing denim poncho by Ubi-Ind, Grana silk ankle pants, badminton sneaks by Backyard Footwear (read more about them here), my trusty Timbuk2 fanny pack, a scarf that was my grandmothers and a blue silk top by Hengst that you can hardly see in these photos but is a favorite, especially in cold weather. I’ve had that top for at least 15 years (I also have a copper-colored one that you’ll see in my next OSL post), and it is a longtime favorite.
OK there was also some music that might have been as important as my poncho. My favorite act on day two was Sufjan Stevens. I’m a masochistic fan of his somber ballads that make me cry during solo road trips to L.A. I expected him alone on a stool in maybe a denim jacket, crooning soulfully and making me cry in a sad way. Then, as I was standing at the Sutro stage waiting for his show to start, a bunch of dancers in neon outfits and giant wings appeared onstage. I checked my schedule, assuming I was at the wrong stage or arrived at the wrong time. But no, I was correct, and Sufjan proceeded to put on a Flaming-Lips worthy show complete with synchronized dancing, sparkly outfits, and a weirdly joyful all-together-now chant of “We’re all gonna die,” from his song Fourth of July. He smashed his banjo like Pete Townsend after his first song. [Read more…]
Photos by Anna Alexia Basile
Was Outside Lands really four days ago already? The pain in my feet from traversing Golden Gate Park’s Polo Fields is just now subsiding and I’m still processing the fact that I enjoyed the $5 Four Barrel coffee I waited in long lines for slightly more than the free beer in the press tent. Does that mean I’m growing up or something?
This was my eighth year at Outside Lands, and it was also possibly the foggiest ever. Typically I would be complaining about our weirdly cold summer here in San Francisco that I still haven’t acclimated to after 2+ decades, but this year I embraced it and wore fur (on the third day, upon realizing it was one of the few times I would get to wear it this year, and after seeing how chic Anna looked in hers). [Read more…]
This week’s wrecking your stockings column is exclusively devoted to San Francisco’s Outside Lands music festival. It’s all I can think about right now as I plan my three long days in what promises to be a very chilly, foggy Golden Gate Park.
BUT this is what we have to look forward to: LCD Sounsystem, Radiohead, DURAN DURAN, and my personal favorite, Sufjan Stevens. I 100% expect to cry during his set. Totally worth braving the fog!
I’m also excited because I’ll be interviewing a few of my favorite performers including the Foals, the Wombats (so many animal bands!!), Oh Wonder, HÆLOS and Julien Baker, whom I wasn’t familiar with but has a gorgeous voice and also promises to make me cry during her performance.
Here’s a roundup of all the bands I’m excited about: [Read more…]
I don’t know about you but I still haven’t had enough of the resort collections, especially this one from Temperley.
Yes, pretty much every designer is doing the Gucci seventies thing with copious embroidery, lace, eyelet, etc. PLEASE CONTINUE, I say! 🙂 And that velvet-black jumpsuit is the perfect foil to anchor it all. In my closet, all of you. [Read more…]
I’ve imagined a glamorous foggy beach photo shoot ever since I moved to the coast. I had this story in mind: A mother and daughter are on their way to a formal wedding. They stop at the beach to run around and let the little girl get some energy out en route from the church to the reception. They frolic in the sand, kicking off their shoes, laughing and accomplishing some meaningful bonding.
Well, my wish finally came true, and it was nothing like that. It was freezing! SO COLD. We couldn’t actually stay in the sand for more than a few minutes because the wind was nuts. So I had to come up with another story:
With relief and a touch of hostility, I just closed my browser tab for “fresh strawberry cupcakes” at the Sally’s Baking Addiction. Same with sand dollar cinnamon cookies at Mama Miss and the “Mermaid party” search tab on Pinterest.
I’m so embarrassed. I fell for the social media illusion that a DIY Under the Sea Mermaid Birthday Party would be a piece of perfectly-iced cake. If adorable images have you thinking something similar, stop it right now.
Throw money at your party or get VERY organized. Follow instructions and allow approximately two weeks longer than you think is necessary to prepare. In my case that would have been two weeks and two days, which would have been just about right.
So you will understand what doing it yourself is really like, I give you my evolution from DIY newbie to wizened crafter with so many feelings:
3pm – 7pm
Hit Michaels, Dollar Tree and Safeway for supplies. Feel anger towards Michael’s for having an aisle #74. Feel proud for shopping two full days in advance of party. Drink a glass of rosé and go to bed early.
Is there a trend under the sun I haven’t seen in my 48 years? Probably, yes, but it’s hard to imagine. I think I had jeans like this in grade school. The kick flare is a more recent familiarity, but a waist this high? It’s been a much longer time. You’re looking at 10-inch rise, friends. And I dig it. I feel sucked in and supported (but still comfortable) and there’s nothing wrong with that.
I also enjoy the slight flare of these jeans and the fact that they are cropped and I am short—the combination highlights both ankles and shoes in a pleasing way.
The blouse provides the seventies vibe I need (can’t help it) in pretty much every outfit I wear. After seeing it on this beauty, I had to have it.
[Photos by Sofala Mai]