display @ club monaco-- desert boots! the men's outfit is love, esp the sweater & pants. christmas sweaters always give me a fuzzy feeling inside.

6am plane ride.

I've never seen one of those lifeguard houses except in movies and spongebob episodes 'til yesterday. reminds me of SUMMER.. I keep thinking it's summer break when it's really winter break because I'm in florida and its hawttt.

this is Boba. i'm trying to teach him to play dead. i finally got him to lay down in the dead position but now all he does is lay in the dead position despite me telling him to sit or roll over.
oh, and he wags his tail when you say 'good boy,' what a cutie.

i'm in miami, trick.

my boots came a week ago but i didn't get to take a picture 'til now. they scuff easily.

not too many pictures today. the thing about san francisco is everyone is always in a rush.
i liked this old man's outfit a lot (front) but i don't speak cantonese so i couldn't ask him. check out his gloves! and there was white writing sewed onto it.

i think some old people in chinatown dress so cutely because they throw on a bunch of patterns together. unfortunately, most asian people are hesitant of being photographed.


i love old people. we made gingerbread houses with them at tenant services today. there were gingerbread men and one of the grandmas said, "he's sleeping. lets give him a blanket" and cracked a graham cracker and put it over the gingerbread men :)

attempts at street photography today in the fi-di with meg.

this guy's boots are raw. he was really tall though, so his spread legs made for an awkward picture! he had amazingly blue eyes, which, unfortunately are not very visible in the picture.


her outfit could have come out looking really hookery, but it didn't :)



want to get me some tom-toms! i think he's just wearing white vans though.

my sister bought me macarons for my birthday. yummm! if there is ever a heaven. i would want it to be filled with these and i would swim around in them.

officially the happiest kid in the world :)

here's my sorry attempt to be thesartorialist and capture a picture of a man with i must say, impeccable taste. i didn't have enough balls to ask him for a posed picture and i only had my camera phone which responds terribly to motion so i couldn't get him while he was walking.


he was wearing a jeans and a bright red windbreaker with a washed-blue colored scarf and mahogany-orange oxfords. he looked like ed westwick, but he had a mustache and had blond hair. he looked really disgruntled the whole time like ed does though. he got on the bus when it stopped at castro. he was falling asleep and i wanted to take a picture of him then but it'd be such creeper-status.

i love when the bus stops at castro station because i get to see people in nice outfits.

other things that are hot:
- when people hold their gloves in their hand - i don't know why, it looks sophisticated
- people who work at trader joe's - or maybe i'm just attracted to yuppies
- men who wear suits with a pop of color or dress all suit chiq but wear a paisley dress shirt (there was this guy walking on stockton today who was wearing a suit and sweatervest but had a paisley dress shirt. he was so brilliant. the only thing that ruined it was his sneakers.) or just pops of color in general.


by thesartorialist

here, here, and here

i liked super sunday today. after doing summer day camp for 3 years in a row with 1st-2nd graders, i was almost adamant in my decision to never have kids. but there was an adorable kid named jason today. he kept pulling down the seats next to me and looking for people who looked lonely and telling them to sit next to us. and he was frustrated and said 'aiyaaah' when me and candon were messing around and untying each others' shoes because he sat between us. what a cutie- he's so thoughtful.

a lot of times when i speak in (very bad) cantonese i have a tendency to mix vietnamese into it. then i wonder why the grandma or the kid can't understand me. d'oh

some quotes from my psych book i really liked:

"Based on the roughly 10-million-to-1 odds against a bet's winning a state Lotto jackpot, one's chances are not much better than the odds of being struck by lightning. If you are an average British citizen and you place a bet in the National Lottery, the oods of your dying during the 20-minute National Lottery draw program on television are several times greater than the odds of your winning (Chance News, 1999)."

"Casinos entice us to gamble by signaling even small wins with bells and lights -- making them vividly memorable -- while keeping big losses soundlessly invisible."

i love seasons!! i wish there were a change of seasons in san francisco. i was in millbrae today and there were pretty leaves scattered in different colors everywhere.
i used to think i liked hot summers. when I went to DC dan said a lot of people would love to live in sf weather; i wondered why. i realized what he meant. it was so faliw;jef hot everyday i didn't feel like doing much.
so, san francisco would be perfect if leaves changed colors in autumn and it snowed in the winter.



it was pouring today. i love the rain, or maybe just umbrellas.

sometimes i feel awkward taking pictures in public. i was crouched near the ground under my umbrella and i didn't realize there was a lady behind me. she started laughing


today was my first time at chipotle- now i know why everyone raves about it. it was delishhh. it tastes so fresh like its homemade, but maybe it's because i haven't had a burrito since i became vegetarian.

yummm.

My pants came!! They bunch up at the butt and make my thighs look huge but I like 'em cause they're loose and comfy.

I was disappointed today because it was supposed to rain but it didn't and i didn't get to use my new nifty umbrella. then it started pouring on the ride home. super


Miles: Why do I always fall for the bad girl?
Iris: You didn't know that she was a bad girl.
Miles: I knew she wasn't good. [When being offered coffee] Do you have anything, a little bit stronger? [Now receiving the drink] Thank you. Let me rephrase this. Why am I attracted to a person I know isn't good?
Iris: I happen to know the answer to this. Because you're hoping you're wrong. And every time she does something that tells you she's no good, you ignore it. And every time she comes through and surprises you, she wins you over, and you lose that argument with yourself, that she's not for you.

Today I learned a new indian sex position called the helicopter.
Thanks megumi.

I love the rugged look for desert boots. I can only find pairs I really like at J.Crew, but they are hellza expensive.

a&f cardigan; forever21 dress; banana scarf, a&e skirt

I need to learn one of these days.

adding to my to-get list.

i should find work to pay for my list. i hate doing contracted design work. i esp. hate when people don't pay AND don't answer your calls. it's such a pain.

need to get.
maybe I'll just buy a pair of too-big pants and cut 'em.

double-chin! demi + me taken by megumi

i've never been too fond of my own. does everyone have double chins??

I am in love with the bottom shoes. Why is it so hard to find a nice pair of oxford shoes?

Megumi and I took pictures at Haight yesterday.
*chuckle* her SLR case looks so phallic.
I was considering getting a case for my camera because I seriously need one but I didn't want a bag and if I ever got this I think I would giggle everytime I pulled it out -immature-



what megumi and I do is I pretend to be taking a picture of her but I'm really taking a picture of the stranger that's walking past her. brilliant, right?

well anyway no one was on the street because it was 8am and it's common courtesy to get out of the picture, so the guy walked off the street while i was taking a picture of megumi- but I just followed him with my camera as he went. I think he was kind of creeped out.

we need to find a better way to do this.

by the way, 'bullet in the brain' by tobias wolff is an awesome work of fiction.

herringbone jacket - jcrew; cardigan - bcbg; white tank - bcbg;

I don't quite understand the motives (besides money) for the constructors of my house who put my bedroom next to the bathroom. The sound of pee running and pieces of poo plopping into the toilet water is not a pleasant sound to hear while studying, watching TV, eating, or anything else for that matter.

I don't know what makes me happy anymore. I think work makes me happy... it's just an escape from everything.

I like these boots.



Sometimes, I wonder what has become of middle school students these days. Or, at least, middle school students who take the 1 bus. I found this girl telling her friend, "I'll give you five chips if you hit Will," so the girl proceeded to hit the teeny 10-year-old boy who was sitting next to her, "No, harder, across the face," and so she "hit" him on the face. Then there was little Asian boy who out of nowhere said to his friend standing across the bus, "No one fucking likes you don't you know that?!?!" What ever happened to the little-nice-quiet Asian boy stereotype?

I'm in love with The Filthy Youth. I don't know if it's their tunes that get me or the amazingly-hot UK accent that the songs are sung in. Ed Westwick from Gossip Girl is in it -- my current obsession.

I was trying to create the online registration form for the Work-a-Thon 2009 and I finally got it! (after five hours) anyway, I'm happy.

eckk I slept for eleven hours the night before last.. I thought I'd catch up on my sleep from the past week, but I couldn't fall asleep last night...I was on the phone with Simon until 4a.m., then I listened to more music after (Michael Buble is god).

I really don't know what I talk about when I talk on the phone with people at night, our conversations always last for hours but it feels like 20 minutes.



Drew Seeley has an amazingg voice. All his songs sound really crap though because he only ever sings R&B, though good R&B.