Appealing

The gorgeous Cecilia Dean (co-founder of Visionaire magazine). Peek their office space on The Selby.




I'm craving these looks by niOka. via Kingdom of Style.






Suno's African textile-based collection gets better every season. Panne velvet is looking good again. via 2 or 3 Things I Know.






I'm craving wild 70's hair. Something like a woman walking out of a Guy Bourdin photograph, or Terry Richardson's shoot for Purple Fashion #12.

I'm onto those African beats

South African specifically. A friend recently turned me onto Die Antwoord (aka Ninja, Yo-Landi Vi$$er and DJ Hi-Tek), a funky-fresh, misfit trio with haircuts and beats that mesmerize you like a certain vitamin popularized back in the 90's. Uh... Who me? I'm just sayin'.

Like a good sandwich, take a bite of Die Antwoord below, then wash your palate with some lovely, minimal tech served up by Bodycode (another aka, this time Alan Abraham), who also happens to be South African, with feet planted currently in Lisbon. This post goes out to my South African friend who recently set off to Afghanistan for work... Gercardo, I hope you are well!

Orange you glad

I didn't say banana?









forlorn, naranja, ripe for the picking, African jewelry, gold leaf and clay....

Gonzales

this man... a self-assured stance. languid at the piano, but his heart is spilling all over those keys. how does one not summon emotional trials & tribulations listening to this? give me a moving, visual landscape, too, and i just might lose it.

- Gonzales wiki

I make it a point...

to dance upon rising at least once a week. It's good for your bones.

I put on my white lace-trimmed tank today, but it was still too cold. It stayed on anyway, trapped neath my layers of wool. I'm already feeling Spring.

Sometimes I enjoy a long, emotional walk through the city with headphones in my ears. Familiar guitar chords reminded me of you, and I felt that aching pang again.

My fourth grade school year was spent rolling down a grassy hill with buzzing grasshoppers leaping over our bodies. Exhilaration!

I adore this...

Hai Ky my love

All this cold, cloudy, rainy weather makes one pine for the nearest bowl of soupy comfort. Mine comes in various guises, but I'll often crave a bowl of noodles from one of my favorite Chinese-Vietnamese noodle joints, Hai Ky Mi Gia. Hai Ky is located in Little Saigon, a Vietnamese-American neighborhood in SF's Tenderloin district. It's a gritty side of town, but you'll find some amazing food joints here if you're open to trying something new.

Hai Ky was the restaurant my friends brought me to on my first official day of moving to San Francisco. Noodles for breakfast on a cold day. Not a bad idea....


Number 9 - small ho fun noodle dry (soup served on the side) + pork & shrimp wontons. I can't stop ordering this bowl. It's my goto magic-maker.



If I'm very hungry, I'll order a side of fried fish cakes. These are two fish cakes cut in half, served with a side of lightly pickled veg (cucumber, carrot & daikon). This serving was more than I imagined, so if you're ordering for one, just get one fish cake. They serve this piping hot, while the salad cools your mouth down.

My dipping sauce of sriracha sauce, soy sauce and picked jalapenos is in the foreground. I use this sauce for the fish cake, and the meat and wontons served with my noodles.



Vietnamese iced coffee (ca phe sua da): very strong coffee brewed in an old-school drip filter, mixed with sweetened condensed milk. Sometimes I'll dilute it with a bit of tea. My favorite style of iced coffee hands down.


Hai Ky Mi Gia
707 Ellis St (between Larkin St & Polk St)
San Francisco, CA 94109
(415) 771-2577

Open: Mon-Tue., Thu-Sun. 8:00am - 6:00pm
Closed on Wednesdays
Cash only

this is the pace

take a 5 minute break when a slice of sun cuts through the grey. with my ears stuffed with these beats. i remember... i've gotta catch up with you. find out what's going on. how you've been. make future plans. tell me your grand scheme. let's make that happen....

falter

photo: TOSH VAN VEENENDAAL

i could stand on the precipice of danger danger danger
but somehow find the sense to take a step back.

desire is constant, testing my waters

in an altered state, there is no consequence
yet the flip side slaps me in the face.... wanting nature to take it's course

if i removed my mind, i could float above
and watch the show
my downfall might be so sweet....