August 28, 2015No Comments

postcards from cabo {whitecaps and white linen}

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Dress: Reformation (they're having a big sale right now -- check it out!): Hat: Janessa Leone; Sandals: Zara; Sunglasses: Ray-Ban; Necklaces: Jennifer Zeuner
Because nothing says vacation quite like white linen everything -- especially this dress from Reformation, which has quickly become my MVP for the season. We shot these photos on our last day in Cabo, out on the private beach at The Cape, which was the perfect refuge for end of the day cocktails and sunset viewing. My only regret is that no skinny dipping was to be had out here -- perhaps a reason to go back sometime soon though? 😉
In case you missed yesterday's trip recap, hop over right this way and be sure to check back next week for even more ocean views from Cabo! In the meantime, hope you all have a great weekend! 
This post was in collaboration with The Cape Hotel. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations! 

August 27, 2015No Comments

postcards from cabo {call me señorita}

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Confession: While writing up this travel recap, I may or may not have gotten in the mood by listening to the "Fun in Acapulco" Elvis album. It's amazing what a little Mexican trumpet fanfare can do to shake up the work week and instantly make you feel like you're south of the border again. This place is like paradise, but also make sure you have checked out the latest travel vaccines for visiting this wonderful slice of heaven. Having a Corona in hand doesn't hurt either (so please excuse any typos that might pop up here).
Another confession: While I do miss waking up to sound the sound of the Sea of Cortez gently lapping outside our hotel room and salty margaritas before noon, I think the serious withdrawals are due to the fact everyone called me señorita while I was there. Can we make that a thing here in the States, already? It sounds so much better than "ma'am" or "miss" or "hey lady!"
Now that we have those two housekeeping items out of the way -- let's dive into Cabo, shall we?
Rewind just a few weeks ago, when I was busy hopping around between Boston, Chicago and DC for work and practically living out of a suitcase each weekend. I was rundown and in desperate need of a big, fat, PAUSE button. When an old friend invited me to tag along down south for a few days, I didn't think twice about it. Two bathing suits were quickly thrown into a bag and more hats than I'd like to admit were tucked away in my carry on, with the promise of slow ocean days and even slower burning sunsets calling my name.
Admittedly, each time I head down to Mexico, I always toy with the idea of becoming an expat, imagining myself renting out some little oceanside villa. After all there are so many gorgeous villas you can rent in Cabo. I could picture myself working on my novel during the day and then heading over to the local bar in the evenings, serving up mezcal margaritas to the same 4 or 5 patrons each night. I'd be lying if I said this little daydream didn't sound really tempting during this past visit, I admit I even looked up Cabo Real Estate Services online to see what properties were within my price range. But I digress.
Here's a little recap of what we did, saw, sipped, ate and generally enjoyed while down south. And for the folks who have been to Cabo before, would love to hear about your favorites in the area! Please let me know in the comments below and let's compare notes!
Go Adventure:
1. El Arco de Los Cabos: This recommendation probably goes without saying -- but if you're in Cabo, you have to head out to Land's End, where you'll find the infamous rock arch formation that is widely used on all Cabo postcards. It's a short 15-20 minute boat ride from shore (you can see our see trusty boat in the photo below) and it is absolutely breathtaking. Considering it's the extreme southern end of Mexico's Baja California Peninsula, there's something very remote feeling about it, even though you're not far from the surrounding towns -- like it's the last stopping point between the world as you know it and the unknown. Depending on what boat tour you take, they can either circle you around the arch (which is what we did) or they'll let you swim ashore and head to Lover's Beach. Tip: Be on the lookout for sea lions!
2. Surf's up: Baja is known for their surf and all two of my actual surf classes have been down south in this part of the world (the third was actually a Tinder date in San Franciso -- but let's save that story for another day). My general thoughts? Depending on which beach you go to, their waters can be actually pretty easy for beginners like me. This past visit, we went ahead with the surf company High Tide, with the captain of their surf division, Alan, as our instructor. He was patient, hands on and determined to help everyone catch a wave. Admittedly, we had some harsher winds than usual, which made our breaks a bit choppier (excuses, excuses, I know), so yours truly was tossed around quite a bit. But I caught a few and Alan taught me some Spanish along the way! All in all, successful day.
3. Carve out time for sunsets: Because you should. And not enough recaps emphasize this. The sunsets are absolutely beautiful down here. Grab a cadillac margarita for the show.
Go Eat & Drink:
1. Flora Farms: We actually saved this for our last night in town, but I'm going to start with it first and say this: GO EAT HERE. It's a bit off the beaten path (OK, a lot off the beaten path. During our cab ride, we both whispered to each other saying that this might be a scene from Breaking Bad where we're going to get dropped off in the middle of the desert and have to call Sal to save us). But alas! It was well worth the long drive down a pothole-ridden dirt road, because when we finally arrived, we were greeted by the most darling little oasis of a restaurant, farm and village all combined into one, smack dab in the middle of the Mexican desert. Founded by a few expats, Patrick and Gloria Greene (oh heyyy, perhaps they can help me figure out my expat exit strategy!), Flora Farm is a 10-acre farming community and refuge, with everything grown on site pesticide-free, and then eventually used over in the restaurant (now that's farm to table!). The decor and layout of the entire place is darling -- very open and airy, almost as if you're walking into someone's backyard garden/patio space for a quiet dinner. Oh, and the twinkling string lights that crisscrossed the entire grounds definitely don't hurt either. I opted for the beet gnocchi, which was delicious, but immediately wished I had gotten the ribs since I literally stole every bite my friend would allow from their plate.
2. The Office: So at first glance, this is very much a "make some bad spring break decisions here" kind of place, but sometimes, it's fun to throw the wild card in every once in a while, right? Plus, the colors of this place were unreal (go check out the second photo in this post to see what I'm talking about). Head here for some casual afternoon drinking -- the people watching alone is worth it (that and the guacamole and ceviche). Tip: If you're like me and your last conversation in Spanish lasting more than 5 minutes was back in high school, do not (I repeat) do not raise your hand as a volunteer. For anything. Chances are, you have no idea what you just volunteered for. And let's just say, I learned this the hard way. 😉
3. Manta: Granted, I actually missed this spot (my darn flight from JFK was canceled, so I had to fly out the following day), but luckily, my friend was able to take full advantage the first night in (and shared the photos to rub in my face a day later). Situated at The Cape Hotel (where we enjoyed our stay - more on that in the next section), Manta is teased as a "comfort seafood" restaurant, which my friend adamantly confirmed, with the ceviche being the hands down favorite. Forutnately for me, executive chef Enrique Olvera has his other renown restaurant Cosme, right here in New York. Looks like I know where I'll be going this weekend. Who wants to join?
Go Stay:
The Cape: Alright, you may be wondering. How could you really go wrong with any resort down in Cabo, when it faces an ocean like the one featured above? And you'd be right. For the most part. Until you saw The Cape. And then you'd probably see why recapping this hotel in just a brief paragraph is actually quite hard. For starters, it's worth stating, we had no clue where to begin when it came to finding a resort down here but luckily, a few Google searches lead us to The Cape, one of the newest Thompson Hotel properties that literally opened up back in June (brand spanking new!) with some pretty noteworthy praise to date already.
Upon arriving on my first day, I could see why. Heading up the coast from the airport, you'll see a smattering of oceanfront resorts, each one of them more beautiful than the last, boasting a Spanish colonial flair, with bougainvillea wrapping around windowsills and simple, clean Mission style lines. Think Hotel California, if you will.
And for a second, when you're heading up to The Cape, you might think that's what's in store for you. Until you turn the driveway bend and see something quite different. My friend, being the architect buff (whereas I'm just an architecture fan), went through a little research craze over the hotel's lead architect, Javier Sanchez, and happily reported back we were in for a modern treat. The overall vibe is mid-century modern meets 1960s Mexican surfer lodge -- the overall structure is modern and sleek, with open-air vistas in all common areas so you're never NOT looking at El Arco de Los Cabos in the distance. The decor is where I freaked out. I mean, a copper tub. In our hotel room? Yes, please.
And that's where I'll stop on The Cape -- as I'll be sharing more snaps and stories about it specifically next week. In the meantime, I'd love to hear any and all stories you may have from your times down south in Cabo! Did you happen to volunteer for anything crazy like I did? 😉
This post was in collaboration with The Cape Hotel. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations!

July 28, 201520 Comments

and i’m feeling good…

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Do I have any Nina Simone fans in the house?
(Raises hand.)
Perfect! Then perhaps you can relate to this as well -- something about this Jonanthan Simkhai number, when I shimmied into it last week, screamed Nina Simone's "Feeling Good" to me. The glove-like fit, the peplum, the cheeky netting cutouts -- I just couldn't help myself -- I had to walk around D.C. with that song blasting for a few blocks (and then some). And man, I have to say, there's nothing quite like having your own brass section kick in when you're walking (heck, can I say strutting in this instance?) down the street.
Does anyone else do this? Have mini soundtracks inspired by their day or perhaps something they're wearing in a particular moment? 

July 27, 201530 Comments

white out

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Top and skirt: Jonathan Simkhai (on loan); Shoes: Henri Lepore Dezert; Clutch: Charlotte Olympia; Sunglasses: Celine
As much as I harped on making sure to visit the monuments in D.C. at night, there's something special to be said about roaming around a new city early in the morning. Before the commuters start filling the streets, before your email notifications start to buzz, heck, maybe even before your coffee has kicked in. It's quiet, serene and you're left alone with your thoughts in a city you can truly see with fresh eyes. 
Lately, I've been getting in the habit of going for early morning runs on my travels. I've found it's a great way to experience a city just as it's starting to wake up and stretch for the day. And for 30 minutes or so, you instantly belong, no questions asked, with a handful of locals (strangers to you really) running alongside you, all of them preparing for the day ahead. It then makes you wonder, if I lived here, what would my go-to route be? Where would I stop and stretch each morning? What coffee shop would be my ritual stop afterward? Who would be the guy I would secretly look forward to "bumping" into around mile 3?
It's like a sister life that you'll never really visit aside from little daydreams here and there. So...you keep running.  

July 24, 201517 Comments

postcards from d.c.

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Stay tuned for more of this outfit next week! Snapped by Laura Metzler
If you've been following along on Instagram and Snapchat, you've probably noticed I've been doing more than my fair share of traveling lately for work. Not that I'm complaining by any means, as it's been a great excuse to visit some of the cities that have been on my bucket list for sometime now (hello, Boston and Chicago!). And this past weekend was no exception, when I hopped on down to our nation's capital to play tourist for a few days.
While cruising around D.C., it struck me more than ever just how expansive this country really is and how little I've actually seen of it. Admittedly, I get the travel bug pretty often -- especially around this time of year -- but I typically have my sights set on other countries, tropical beaches or jumping out of airplanes on the other side of the world. All of which is nothing to bemoan or take for granted. And yet, when I was looking out over the reflection pool, with the Vietnam Memorial to my left and the Korean War Memorial to my right and Lincoln staring directly at my back, I felt so honored to call this country my home. Memorials that I had only seen photos and clips in movies of were suddenly giving me chills (in 95 degree weather no less!) and I quickly felt so small, in the most beautifully, humbling way. It was a great reminder of just how much majesty we have right here in our very own backyard. 
As for the trip itself, I'm happy to report that my good friend, Meg, was such a trooper for hitting up all the main monuments with me (I say trooper mainly because the humidity we were dealing with was no laughing matter!). When prepping for the trip, I knew we were going to be covering a lot of ground by foot, so I opted to skip out on my regular Canon DSLR and instead rely on just a camera phone. Given that I have to be pretty well versed in both iOS and Android platforms for work, I was excited when the folks over at Asus asked me to try out their latest device, the ZenFone 2, which is said to have a killer camera and post-editing tools. I definitely wasn't disappointed. I put the zoom to test at the White House and the low-light enhancement nailed the perfect shot of Lincoln, which is said to be best at night (and I will attest to this -- definitely go at 11pm when it's less crowded). 
Plus, I just loved how easy and nimble it made sightseeing and traveling around town in general. No fussing with a lot of manual settings or lugging around my neck -- just grab, point, shoot and on to the next.
So what did we do exactly? Read on for some trip highlights and tips for your own DC excursion!
Go See:
1. Definitely give yourself at least a full day to walk around the National Mall. You'll hit up all the main monuments pretty much at once (Washington Monument, Lincoln Memorial, White House, several different war memorials, Reflection Pool etc.) Plus the grounds are just breathtaking -- tree lined paths and fountains everywhere you turn.
2. Get tickets for a show at the Kennedy Center. Unfortunately, Meg and I weren't able to snag anything in time, but we did stop by after a run just to visit the building, which is absolutely beautiful inside and out.
3. Speaking of runs, head to the Potomac River running path in the early AM. Great way to start the day as the locals do!
4. Root the Nationals on! I'm a sucker for baseball though, so this was a given. 
5. Opt for the Lincoln Memorial at night. It's less crowded and he's completely illuminated from below, which made for some stunning photos (scroll down to see mine). 
6. Walk around Georgetown. So many charming, ivy covered homes and historic little churches everywhere you turn. Plus, the bakeries were incredibly tempting...
Go Eat & Drink:
1. POV rooftop bar at the W Hotel: You can pretty much see it all from here! The White House, the Washington Monument, the Reflection Pool! It doesn't hurt that they serve up a mean Moscow Mule either.
2. 2 Amys: This came highly recommended by both Meg and Naomi of Love Taza and I have to say, neither of these ladies were overselling it. Some of the best pizza I've had outside of Italy. 
3. Baked and Wired: I fell for this place the minute I saw their custom "Elvis" cupcake (with peanut butter and banana). Thank you very much. 
4. Barcelona: We popped into here right after 2 Amys and it made for the perfect night cap, out on their sidewalk patio. 
5. Le Diplomate: This came highly recommended on Instagram (thank you again for all your recs by the way!). I loved the Parisian vibe but probably not as much as I loved their chocolate hazelnut tart dessert, which I'm still daydreaming about. 
Go Stay:
1. The Jefferson Hotel: While I didn't stay here for my trip, we did host our work event here and I immediately fell in love with the decor. It's always a treat when such a historic building gets converted to a modern day boutique hotel, while still remaining true to a lot of the original character and history of the property. The Jefferson nails this impeccably.
2. St. Regis: It's hard to go wrong with a St. Regis anywhere, but I especially loved this location as it was so central to all of the monuments. It made sight seeing at night a breeze.
This post was in collaboration with Asus. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations! 

May 26, 201519 Comments

live your adventure {eddie bauer}

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There's something to be said about returning from a vacation completely refreshed and relaxed. A newly acquired tan and perhaps a lingering buzz from one too many margaritas on the beach certainly doesn't hurt either (and gives you a little something to daydream about when you hit the office upon your return).
While I'm all for the camp of enjoying the above, I have to say, I'm a newfound fan of fitness retreats, which I had the chance to partake in just a few weeks ago with the folks from Eddie Bauer down in Baja, Mexico, testing out their latest Motion line for women. We started each day with a high intensity workout (thanks to Astrid Swan, who yes, kicked our butts each time), followed by either surfing or hiking some of the local trails, and rounded out the day with late afternoon swims or naps by the pool to rest our then sore bodies. If it sounds a bit exhausting, I have to say, while I ached each night when I was crawling into bed, I slept so incredibly well -- both my mind and body physically drained from a day spent well spent soaking up the sun and sea-kissed air. 
Huge thanks again to the Eddie Bauer team for having me and the Rancho Pescadero Resort for hosting us. We had a beautiful time! And for my New York based folks, be sure to check out Eddie Bauer's recently opened flagship store in Union Square. I'm already planning a trip there soon to scoop up more pairs of these guys
Here are a few of my favorite snaps from the trip...enjoy!

May 18, 201519 Comments

on the road {yosemite valley}

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"Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space." -- Ansel Adams
I was first introduced to Ansel Adams in my Introduction to Art class, during my freshman year of high school. The assignment was to select an artist, from any time period and any medium, and write a report about them -- the hook being they had to share our birthday. 
Fast forward a lot of random Google searches later, I arrived at some of the most striking black and white landscape images I had ever seen, in particular, this one of Half Dome in Yosemite, with the moon rising ever so gracefully above it. I had found my subject, a certain Ansel Adams (Ms. Feeney made an exception for me here since his birthday is technically a day after mine), and subsequently, an obsession that would see me through to this very day. His command of contrast, lighting and composition are, of course, unrivaled but I think it was his uncanny ability to make a landscape appear more as a character: from brooding to ominous to downright joyful, that had me hooked. His images have always struck me more like portraits, than they do landscapes. 
Years (and many Ansel Adams calendars and prints) later, I still had never ventured to Yosemite Valley, which really is only a several hour drive from both Reno or San Francisco. Camping space reservations are admittedly hard to come by and it always seemed easier to head to Tahoe or to drive up the coast instead. That is, until a recent trip back to San Francisco, when my guy and I, on a complete whim, happened to snag one of the last camping spots left for the weekend, packing up just a few hours later to hit the road.
Granted, it was a whirlwind 48-hour camping trip, complete with snow and moody skies the first day and a crisp, clear blue summer day the next. We roamed around the valley floor, taking in everything as mere small observers in such a vast and grandiose space and then hiked up to Glacier Point, again, feeling smaller still, perched high above the valley below, with Half Dome and El Capitan flanking us on either side. 
All the while, I couldn't help but wonder, how Ansel Adams must have felt when he had first ventured to the valley himself -- how quiet and pristine and alive he must have felt, alone with these giants. These larger than life characters, at home in their perpetual sunrise of green and golden wonder. 
Needless to say, I think I'll be coming back to Yosemite for more. Very soon.
Photos by Tyler Graff and Krystal Bick

April 10, 201527 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {2100 post street}

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On Krystal: Bonmot shirt (20% off with the code 'iheartsf'); Jeans: Abercrombie (old); Shoes: Manolo Blahnik; Necklaces: Jennifer Zeuner
On Elvis: Nothing! Just his amazing fur coat 🙂
I get oddly nostalgic about moving out of apartments. Even if I'm simply moving across town, there's something about that feeling of finality that hits me pretty hard. Will I ever walk up these stairs again? Will I ever see that downstairs neighbor that I never got along with but desperately tried to befriend? What about the nice ladies at the Starbucks on Fillmore who always remembered my order -- will I get to see them again? And don't get me started on the bay windows -- that perfect morning light will be hard to top elsewhere.
While I was moving out of my apartment last week, frantically cleaning (made easier with an automated vacuum bot), organizing and donating things along the way, I made a point to gather mental images of my most favorite and dear moments in this place - going back to the very start, when I first completed the rental application and got so excited about my new adventure. Because this apartment marked a lot of firsts for me. I brought my first dog home to this apartment. It was the first time I moved in with a boyfriend. It saw me through a few promotions, birthdays, anniversaries (and some heartache) -- it was my home base after countless trips and my refuge when I just needed a break from the world.
I loved that apartment.
Which then, got me thinking. Isn't it funny that we often christen a new apartment when we move into it, but we hardly ever give it a fitting goodbye? We'll toast the new beginning with champagne, but we skip the adieu part. Goodbyes are hard -- I'm not denying that. But it didn't seem right (to me anyway) to leave Apartment 15 without a proper send off -- a thank you and a celebration of sorts of all my favorite moments in that little one bedroom apartment on the third floor, tucked away in Lower Pac Heights.
Given that my space was pretty empty for those last few days, Elvis and I set up camp on the floor with pizza (from Pizzeria Delfina, naturally), beer (Blue Moon!) and lots of magazines (or chew toys for him). I just love how Anna captured not only some great images but images that convey such a moment of transition. Bittersweet but with a heavy lean on the sweet side. We toasted the evening, shared stories of our favorite San Francisco memories, and even ventured out to my fire escape together, which I've been wanting to do for over two years now but never got the courage to do it considering all of the Safety signage surrounding the escape door. After all, they're only supposed to be used in emergencies which shall be the only reason I venture back through it. It was a lovely bookend to my California chapter -- just the right final notes to start my next one here in New York.
That also means, this is the end of my "Left My Heart in San Francisco" series. I hope you enjoyed following along as much as I loved revisiting and sharing places and memories that are near and dear to my heart. I know I have plenty more adventures to document in California, and the West Coast for that matter -- so we're not finished there just yet -- but I can't tell you how excited I am to embark on this next adventure. It's new and exciting and shiny and terrifying all at the same time. But I'm ready for it!
And in honor of that, my good friend Becky, the creative tour de force behind Bonmot (I'm wearing her marble tee here), is offering 20% off for This Time Tomorrow readers to put toward their next purchase. Simply use the code "iheartsf" at checkout.
Enjoy and I hope you all have a beautiful weekend, making memories wherever you are!

April 9, 201524 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {palace of fine arts}

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Dress: Preen; Shoes: Manolo Blahnik; Clutch: Charlotte Olympia
While I visited San Francisco pretty often with my family when I was growing up (it's only about a 3-4 hour drive from Reno), I'd have to say some of my most vivid memories of the city came much later when I would trek back with friends in college for different concerts. We would make big weekends out of it, leaving early on a Friday afternoon after our last class and pile into a car, armed with lots of iPod playlists (ah, remember those?!), ready for far too many pit stops at In N Out (animal style, please!). Outside Lands. Kings of Leon. Cat Power. Smashing Pumpkins. Feist. The list goes on and on. 
My favorite concert from this part of my life would have to be when Devendra Banhart played at the Palace of Fine Arts (the amazing building you see above here). My boyfriend at the time surprised me with tickets and true to form, we probably missed a class or two to make it out for a long weekend in San Francisco. We booked a small bed and breakfast just off Lombard Street (The Edward II!) and spent most of the evening just strolling around the Marina, getting lost in (and tumbling down) San Francisco's  many hills.
As for the concert itself, if you ever get the chance to see anyone perform at the Palace, I highly recommend you go! Naturally the acoustics inside the building are nothing short of amazing, but walking around the Palace grounds and surrounding park are actually what made me fall in love with it that very night. Simply put, it's beautiful. The sheer height and scale of the columns and overhead dome are humbling -- we actually were some of the last concert goers that evening milling around, mainly because we couldn't stop looking up while we were strolling. And we did just that. For hours, well into the night after the concert ended. The city grew still and quiet, the fog coming in like a blanket overhead, and yet there we were, roaming around this beautiful building like our own private playground. I may not quite remember the songs that were played that night and that boyfriend is no longer in my life, but something about it has stuck with me -- a very tangible memory of an evening that felt so alive and full of possibility. 
And to this day, I can't help but think of that night whenever I visit the Palace. 

April 3, 201521 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {marin headlands}

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Dress: Suno via The RealReal (available in white here!); Sunglasses: Celine
Over the past few weeks, I've gotten a lot of questions about whether or not I'm excited to move (a million times yes!), what I'm looking forward to the most about New York (wandering around Central Park in the spring) and if I'll be able to handle the brutal winters out there (unfortunately, the jury is still out on that one).  
But the most frequently asked question? 
What will I miss most about San Francisco? 
This one usually makes me pause. There's so much I'm going to miss, it's hard to distill my answer into just one reason. We're spoiled with great weather. There's never a shortage of amazing, new restaurants to try out. We're at the heart of Silicon Valley, where crazy, big, outside-the-box ideas are born (and encouraged!). Heck, we're home to these guys
Over the past five years, my list has gotten pretty long with reasons as to why I love living in this city. And ultimately, I think I'll end up returning (someday) for a lot of those reasons. But at the end of the day, I'd have to say it's not necessarily the city I'll miss most (although I will miss it dearly), but the ease to which you can escape the city at a moment's notice. Wine country to the north. Highway 1 stretching along it's side, running the great coastline of California. Big Sur. Monterey. Carmel. Tahoe. Yosemite. Muir Woods. All tangibly within reach, tempting you to hit the road on a late Friday afternoon with nothing but a weekender bag and an improperly folded map and get lost for a few days. 
I've confessed my love for Jack Kerouak here on the blog before, and I'll do it again now, because I think this quote of his sums up San Francisco and her wild, beckoning call much better than I ever could:
"It seemed like a matter of minutes when we began rolling in the foothills before Oakland and suddenly reached a height and saw stretched out ahead of us the fabulous white city of San Francisco on her eleven mystic hills with the blue Pacific and its advancing wall of potato-patch fog beyond, and smoke and goldenness of the late afternoon of time."
San Francisco, thanks for letting me enjoy you in all your smoke and goldenness. I'm forever grateful. 

April 1, 201521 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {pacific heights}

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Dress: Lovers + Friends (the black is sold out, but the striped version is adorable!); Boots: Stuart Weitzman; Bag: Proenza Schouler; Sunglasses: Celine; Necklace: BaubleBar X Wendy's Lookbook
If you head right up over the hill from my apartment (technically nestled between Japantown and Lower Pacific Heights), you'll find yourself in Pacific Heights proper. If you happen to end up at, oh I don't know, Broadway and Scott streets, you'll find yourself smack dab in the middle of what has affectionately become known as Billionaire's Row. Pretentious, yes. But when Danielle Steele, David Sacks and Larry Ellison all call this small several block radius their stomping grounds, it's rather fitting. 
While I'd love to say my apartment is practically a stone's throw from here, I'll fully admit, we're worlds apart. Yet that doesn't stop me from heading up here regardless. Why? First of all, the panoramic views of the city and the Bay are not to be missed. In fact, traffic gets pretty annoying in these parts because both cars and pedestrians are snapping the city hills from the top of this very hill. It's worth it though. Secondly, a lot of folks head over to the Lyon Street Steps (myself included) for a great Saturday workout but really, Elvis and I are all about Baker Street Steps, a steep stairway connecting Vallejo and Broadway. It's beautifully (and intentionally) overgrown with tall trees, brimming with flowers and, my favorite part, it's almost always deserted. I love heading here for early dusk walks with Elvis and letting him roam around on the steps, while I perch on the lone bench right off the stairway. If you peer through at just the right spots between the branch cover, San Francisco peeks through down below, with quiet little boats bustling about on the bay. 
I'm a firm believer that everyone needs a great go-to thinking spot -- one that instantly clears your mind when you get there. And Baker Street Steps are going to be hard to replace.

March 27, 201510 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {favorite restaurants}

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Images from left to right, starting at the top: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10
I suppose a better title for this post would be: "I left my stomach in San Francisco" because, if I'm being completely honest, I'm going to miss our food scene here in SF dearly! Naturally, New York has plenty of tempting menus to keep me busy, but after spending five years here in San Francisco, I have to say, this isn't an easy goodbye for me. And don't get me started on the apparent lack of good Mexican food out east. Sigh. 
Here are a few of my favorites (new and old) that I've accumulated over the years accompanied with the dish you MUST try while there. 
Park Tavern: Must try dish - This is a tie for me between the brussel sprout chips and the Marlowe burger. Get both. You'll thank me later.
Wayfare Tavern: Must try dish - It's hard to chose a favorite (Tyler Florence can really do no wrong) but I'd have to say the fried chicken wins me over, every goddamn time.
Flour + Water: Must try dish - Their bianco verde pizza (asparagus, ricotta, garlic and salsa verde) is always a table pleaser. But I rarely share with the table. 🙂
SPQR: Must try dish - Their menu changes pretty often, but I recently had their nettle and mushroom cannelloni with nettle fonduta and piave cheese and was not disappointed. 
Elite Cafe: Must try dish - Don't leave without getting a big order of their meetinghouse biscuits and make sure to try seafood gumbo!
Absinthe: Must try dish - Where to start? For appetizers, don't miss the soft garlic pretzels (these guys will forever haunt my dreams) and for an entree, their potato crusted salmon is some of the best salmon I've ever had.
A16: Must try dish - All of their pasta dishes are sure to please, but their bucatini dish with walnut-lemon pesto, cream and wild arugula is my fool-proof choice.
Marlowe: Must try dish - Three words for you: roasted bone marrow. 
The  Cavalier: Must try dish - If you're going with a few friends, I highly recommend getting both the wild mushroom pie and the rabbit and shelling bean pie to split. 
Boulevard: Must try dish - I've only gone here once and it was for a birthday celebration years ago, but the nettle tortellini with veal meatballs is still one of my favorite dishes this city has to offer.
State Bird Provisions: Must try dish - Everything. It's dim sum style and it's kinda hard to turn ANYTHING down as it's passing you.
Nopa: Must try dish - I'm not usually a fan of pork chops, but there's something about the country pork chop from Nopa that just gets me. 

March 26, 201516 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {an ode to california + taylor stitch}

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First outfit: Dress: Eva dress available for preorder from Taylor Stitch; Jean jacket: Old Navy; Boots: Isabel Marant; Sunglasses: Ray-Ban; Bag: Asos (love this style here); Watch: Daniel Wellington; Necklace: Jennifer Zeuner
Second outfit: Camel coat: Zara (old, similar style here); Boots: Celine; Bag: Proenza Schouler; Necklace: Jennifer Zeuner; Lips: Marc Jacobs "Oh Miley"
When I made my big NYC move announcement a few weeks back, I realized I never really clarified what exactly I'd be doing for work out there. I'm beyond happy to report I'll be staying at Google, working on my same team (marketing for Google Express), but simply transferring offices, from Mountain View to our Chelsea Market location. My new apartment (in the West Village!) is about a 10 minute walk from the office, meaning I'll be getting back about 4 hours of my day, which I currently spend commuting between San Francisco and Silicon Valley. To say I'm ecstatic about this shift in work/life balance, would be an understatement and I'm looking forward to putting that new found time to work -- both here on the blog and, oh I dunno, working out a bit more often. 😉
But it should be said, most of my team is still based on the West Coast, meaning I'll be back pretty often (read: about once a month) for work off sites and brainstorm sessions. While it may sound a bit exhausting, I'm actually really excited to try out this whole bicoastal thing -- especially when it comes down to visiting friends and a certain special guy out here in San Francisco. It also means, I don't have to say goodbye to California, just yet. And trust me -- I don't want to say goodbye to her! There's so much she and I have left to do together. Yosemite! Joshua Tree! Big Sur! And so many more road trips up and down Highway 1! 
It's with that in mind that I've been playing around with the idea of creating an ongoing series here on the blog about my visits over the coming months -- a diary of sorts about our reunions -- an ode to the wild child, free-spirited, fiercely untamed nature that is California. 
Enter Taylor Stitch (another reason I will definitely miss the West Coast). If there's a brand that truly embodies the California spirit, it's these guys. I was first introduced to the brand a few years back when my good friend, Kim, a designer at Banana Republic, mentioned a pop-up collaboration they were doing with these three dudes, all East Coast transplants, who were onto something, making high quality, classic, yet rugged staples that are meant to be lived in. Fast forward a few years, and they've got quite the cult following here in San Francisco, with one shop on Valencia, and another on Chestnut -- and a lot of loyal California men (and women) sporting their staples all over the city. 
Personally, I love how each of their pieces carries a certain sensibility to it -- you can tell it was intentionally made with it's wearer in mind. Comfortable and yet tailored -- I can easily wear their pieces from morning walks with Elvis, to drinks in the evening, which let's face it, that's what we're all about in California. 
So you can imagine my delight when they reached out to do a little shoot together around their Eva dress (which I'm wearing above, available for pre-order here). We roamed around my neighborhood, including Alta Plaza Park (a frequent stomping ground for Elvis and I) and up and down Fillmore Street (my favorite block for window shopping). I love how these pictures capture exactly how I'll remember my San Francisco afternoons -- carefree and meant for exploring. And I have a feeling, for future California adventures, I'll be reaching for more of their staples. 
Thanks Taylor Stitch for a great afternoon!

March 26, 201512 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {favorite coffee shops}

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Dress: Eva dress from Taylor Stitch; Coat: Zara (old, similar style here); Boots: Celine; Bag: Proenza Schouler; Necklace: Jennifer Zeuner (now on sale!)
Snapped at Jane on Fillmore // Stay tuned for the full outfit post tomorrow!
As I mentioned last week, San Franciscans are pretty serious about coffee. To the point, I may or may not have seen roast preferences listed quite often as a profile snippet on several dating apps (ahem, guilty former Tinder user now hangs her head in partial shame).
And rightfully so! We have some great local roasts right here in the Bay Area, and an even better lineup of coffee shops to serve them at. While I don't have much time during the week to set up shop in some of my favorite cafe haunts, I do love spending Sunday afternoons catching up on email, editing photos and generally gearing up for the week over a cappuccino. It's a weekly ritual that adds the right punctuation to the start of the week for me. Often, I'll get out my coffee maker in the kitchen and brew myself the perfect cup of coffee. I love feeling like a barista and I recommend that everyone should give coffee-making from home a go - it's fun and can save you money otherwise spent at swanky coffee shops. Check out the full moon cafe reviews of some of the top pour-over coffee makers on the market right now.
There are lots of things that I'm looking for in a good coffee shop. I want that cosy feeling, with a nice and calm atmosphere. It can't be too busy, but also not silent - the right amount of background noise is important. Friendly staff and a good point of sale (POS) system so that there are no big queues are also big musts. If you aren't familiar with POS systems, you can find them online - you will have almost definitely used one before. And last but by no means least, amazing coffee... obviously! So with those things in mind, in no particular order, here are a few of my favorites around San Francisco.
Jane: Perhaps my most frequently visited cafe, Jane is not only killing it in their brew department (hello, Stumpton coffee) but their cafe decor is responsible for far too many Instagram moments. If I wasn't such a massive fan of coffee, I'd still probably be in this cafe, just because of how it looks. I know a few people who work in coffee shops and they like to inform me of any new imports that they have and sometimes allow me to try some new flavours before anyone else. I didn't really see the importance of knowing the behind the scene stuff until I was recommended to look into a site like www.ironandfire.co.uk. From then on, I think about coffee as more than something I enjoy. I also take into consideration the fact that without suppliers, many people like me would be without coffee. I don't know what my life would be like otherwise. But let's not forget the cookies. Don't get me started on their "Accident Cookie." It's also where Mike snapped this photo of Elvis and me the other day -- stay tuned for the full outfit post tomorrow!
The Mill: This is another great spot known for their decor: airy with minimalistic, natural touches. But what I love the most about The Mill is the fact they don't have outlet plugs or wifi, which in San Francisco, is practically blasphemy, but in some instances, it's nice to be reminded to unplug and actually, I dunno, talk to that cute guy in line.
Saint Frank: But let's be real. We all need to get a little work done (even that cute guy in line), especially with a sharp jolt of caffeine pumping through us. Saint Frank was actually recently named one of the 21 best new coffee shops in America, and I have to say, while it sounds a little pretentious, I full-heartedly agree. Lots of open seating space with skylights above, great for work sessions and people watching, with plenty of Ritual roast on tap.
Ritual Coffee Roasters: Speaking of Ritual Coffee, I'd be amiss if I left this guy off the list, mainly because it was such a mainstay in my life when I lived in Hayes Valley. If you live in San Francisco, you're no stranger to pop-up container shops. The beautiful thing about Ritual Coffee Roasters' container shop (aside from their delicious roasts, of course)? The fact that they share a container with Smitten Ice Cream. The possibilities there -- endless.
Blue Bottle: Blue Bottle admittedly has multiple locations scattered throughout the city, but their spot tucked away in Potrero Hill is probably the best kept secret. There's hardly ever a line and you can pop over to Heath Ceramics afterward for some retail therapy.
Dynamo Donut & Coffee: UM, obviously.
Philz: Another no brainer -- mint mojito iced coffee, anyone?
Four Barrel: Another spot that doesn't have outlet plugs or wifi, Four Barrel's spot on Valencia can get a little packed at times, but it's worth the wait. Plus, they offer some pretty awesome in-house brewing workshops and classes (check out their lineup here).
Sightglass: They have a one-size cup fits all policy, but trust me, it packs some serious PUNCH.

March 24, 201516 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {date nights}

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Top: Intermix; Skirt: Nicholas; Shoes: Saint Laurent; Clutch: Charlotte Olympia (old, similar style here); Sunglasses: Celine; Lips: Rimmel London Stay Glossy "Love at the Movies"
After spending five years in San Francisco, I have to say, I'm pretty fortunate to have had some amazing date nights in this city. Of course, the company is usually the highlight (OK, always the highlight, in case they're reading this), but there's something undeniably romantic about our hilly little town that can make the most unassuming Friday night memorable. Some of my favorites? Well, I never kiss and tell, but a great date night story is usually too good not to share a few details, right?
For dinner? Some favorites of mine include Park Tavern, Wayfare Tavern, SPQR, State Bird Provisions, Central Kitchen and The Cavalier. For cocktails? Wilson & Wilson, Absinthe, Top of the Mark, Palmer's and Trick Dog. For the hell of it? (Because let's face it, that's what makes the date memorable!) Cobb's Comedy Club, hiking up to Coit Tower (preferably late at night so you can see the city glowing from the top of the hill), hopping onto the California line cable car (also late at night), catching a showing of Beach Blanket Babylon, concerts at The Great American Music Hall and/or The Warfield and surfing out at Pacifica. 
As for this date night outfit? My guy invited me to a gala over the weekend and I wanted to find a way to style this top I recently picked up at Intermix for the occasion. You may recall this skirt from my New Year's getup and I'm happy to report it's made several appearances in my more formal outfits lately, including this past weekend's events (which may or may not have been topped off at one of my favorites mentioned above -- Top of the Mark). I kept the rest of my look soft and feminine, with loose waves slipping out of a low ponytail and a subtly nude glossy lip, thanks to Rimmel London's new Stay Glossy line. (I don't know about you, but something about date night calls for a glossier lip, as opposed to lipstick -- much easier to kiss that way!). Lately, I've been opting for a nude lip and I love how this particular one has just right amount of sheen to it, so it feels fuss-free but still dynamic enough for a statement. 
What are some of your favorite date night haunts?
Photos by Aaron Shui

This post was in collaboration with Rimmel London. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations! 

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March 20, 201528 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {grace cathedral}

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Dress: Urban Outfitters; Jeans: DL1961; Boots: Stuart Weitzman; Sunglasses: Ray-Ban; Wallet: Emerson Fry; Watch: Daniel Wellington; Bracelet: Bauble Bar
Truth be told, the first time I visited Grace Cathedral was when my mom was in town visiting and we had ridden the California line cable car that runs right past the church square. It's a breathtaking building, situated at the top of Nob Hill, surrounded by some of San Francisco's finest: The Mark Hopkins Hotel, The Fairmont and of course, Huntington Park. And up until that point, I had always admired this pocket of the city, often coming up here at sunset to watch the city glow on all sides of the hill. 
But, for some reason, I hadn't ventured inside the church, until that evening my mom begged me to go. As we rode past the cathedral, gripping to the cable car railing as we chugged along, she led the charge, bolting off (as soon as we stopped) and made her way straight to the church steps. I had no choice but to follow. It was late. Probably around 8pm and an evening service had long since finished, with just a few members of the staff milling about at that point, on their way out. They were nice enough to just let us in though and we grabbed two seats toward the middle. And just sat. And just listened. It's amazing how quiet and yet at the same time, how much you can hear in a church like that. The high ceiling acoustics carrying and amplifying the soft hum of the church, almost as if it's breathing along with you.
For those in the area, I highly recommend you stop by -- they have a whole lineup of non-denominational activities scheduled each month, including yoga classes and a silent movie night, where the church organ player accompanies the film.
I'm bidding adieu to San Francisco! See part 1 HERE, part 2 HERE, part 3 HERE and part 4 HERE. And stay tuned for next week, where I'll be sharing some of my favorite San Francisco haunts, including restaurants, coffee shops, bars and boutiques! Happy weekend!

March 19, 201521 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {cafe de la presse}

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Jacket: Zara (old, similar style here); Sweater: MiH Jeans (from last year, similar style here); Jeans: Parker Smith; Sunglasses: Ray-Ban; Necklace: Alexis Bittar; Watch: Daniel Wellington; Boots: Isabel Marant
Like good members of any big metropolitan city, us San Franciscans take our coffee pretty seriously. Almost to the point where you could liken it to a West Side Story rivalry -- we literally choose sides. Friendships can be forged because of it. Relationships can be ruined because of it. And while I'll save my roundup of favorite roasts and coffee shops for a later post (coming next week), I wanted to share this gem of mine, Cafe de la Presse, a little bistro + cafe nestled in the Union Square/downtown area. 
 Granted, it can get pretty touristy in and around this area, but what I love the most about Cafe de la Presse is its ability to make you forget all about that. Their outdoor patio has the right amount of greenery and potted bushes around it to enclose the space and the ambiance inside is unbeatable. A large wrap around, alderwood bar, a magazine news stand flanking the back (loaded with lots of foreign magazine goodness), an entire staff whose accents lilt with that certain French je ne sais quoi, and loads of little dimly lit corners, perfect for tucking away and enjoying some close conversation over wine. It's a little bit of 1930s Paris, right there in Union Square. And I'm certainly going to miss it.
I'm saying goodbye to San Francisco! See part 1 HERE, part 2 HERE and part 3 HERE

March 18, 201526 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {chinatown}

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Top: Bebe (from last year, similar style here); Skirt: Express; Shoes: Manolo Blahnik; Bag: Chanel; Sunglasses: Celine; Lips: Marc Jacobs "Oh Miley"; Bracelet: Bauble Bar
Chinatown is a great example of a neighborhood that I unfortunately don't make it to often. For a slew of reasons (traffic usually makes it tricky to get there or it's just way too packed with people), I usually opt to admire it from the gate entrance at Grant and Bush. 
If I'm feeling up to the challenge though, I'll venture in on a Saturday afternoon to window shop at the many vendors that line the streets here. Knick knacks, porcelain galleries, tea shops, Chinese grocery markets, restaurants, there's a little bit of flair for everyone. And it's bustling to the brim with people! Families, tourists, moms and grandmothers shopping for dinner that evening, street performers, all pulsing in and out of the narrow alleyways and streets here, different languages heard buzzing and blending all together, with traffic at an almost standstill trying to get through the throngs -- there's an undeniable energy that immediately sweeps you up. And sometimes, that's part of the beauty of a place like that, right? Getting lost in the crowd and seeing where it takes you.
For these photos, my dear friend and (collaborator who I'm going to miss dearly!), Anna and I decided to head to Chinatown early in the morning, to capture it at it's most serene moments. Deserted and sleepy. I just love how darling the lanterns look, especially above the empty streets, almost as if we stumbled upon this scene after a big party had just ended the night before. And I, the lone party straggler, am just now deciding the evening has ended and it's time to head home.
Just joining my San Francisco tribute now? See part 1 and part 2

March 17, 201525 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {conservatory of flowers}

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Dress: A.L.C. (sold out, but similar style herevia Syllabus (thanks, Alicia!); Shoes: Saint Laurent; Clutch: Charlotte Olympia; Necklace: Wendy's Lookbook X Bauble Bar, Jennifer Zeuner (from last year, but similar style here); Sunglasses: Ray-Ban
Thanks for all the kind words about yesterday's post! I'm glad you guys are up for following along my memory lane of sorts through San Francisco. I'm finding it to be both a fitting tribute and also somewhat therapeutic (yep, I just admitted that), so it feels great to have you guys along for the ride.
When I first moved to the city, I was a stone's throw from the Golden Gate Park Panhandle, which is another stone's throw from the Conservatory of Flowers, nestled right at the entrance of the park. I remember one of the first times I rode my bike past the sprawling grounds here and being completely awe-struck. The rolling green hills, the thoughtfully laid out flower beds sprinkled around it and the stark elegance of a white greenhouse, nestled at the top of a hill. I've spent my fair share of weekends here, sprawled out with friends simply losing track of time, wishing the afternoon wouldn't end. And every time I go back, I find myself wanting to sprawl right back out, kick off my heels and get lost in a deliciously lazy afternoon.
If you're just joining now, you can see the first part of my San Francisco tribute right this way.

March 16, 201526 Comments

left my heart in san francisco {north beach}

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Dress: Amour Vert; Vest: Alexander Wang; Boots: Stuart Weitzman; Bag: Saint Laurent; Sunglasses: Ray-Ban; Necklace: Wendy's Lookbook X Bauble Bar; Cuff: Hermes
It's been a bumpy past few weeks. But in the best way possible. Who knew packing up your life to go from one coast to another could be so, well, HUGE? Monumental? Scary? A tad overwhelming?
I suppose I did, but it's hitting me hard right now. The good news? A lease has been signed for an apartment in New York and I couldn't be more relieved (more on that to come soon, possibly a mini apartment tour!).
In the meantime, it's gotten me thinking a lot about this new chapter I'm about to start and how it doesn't quite feel right to start it, without properly bookending this current one. A proper San Francisco farewell, if you will. A lot has happened to me since moving here back in 2010 -- a new job at a start up, another new job at Google, two apartments in different neighborhoods, that beautiful hotel north beach, they all hold a special place in my heart, new friendships, new relationships, some heartache and a lot of good laughs. For that, I tip my hat to you San Francisco. 
And in my best proverbial hat-tipping fashion, I've decided to dedicate a mini series over the next few weeks to some of my favorite San Francisco haunts -- some old and some new to me. I'm looking at it as a chance to say goodbye (for now) to some places that will always hold so many memories for me and also as a way to finally explore some places of this city that have still escaped me (until now, that is).
First up? This mini stretch of Columbus Street overlooking downtown, toward Kearny Street. Quintessential San Francisco -- with the Transamerica Building peaking in the background and bustling North Beach in the foreground. Some favorites are sprinkled here: Citylights Bookstore, Cafe Zoetrope and even Jack Kerouac Alley (who I should really thank for first igniting my love of San Francisco so many years ago with On the Road). 
Every time I turn the corner from Broadway onto Columbus to catch this view of Sentinel Tower (the green, flatiron-looking building you see above here), I feel new to the city all over again. 

February 27, 201518 Comments

the empire hotel

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Jacket: Zara (old from last year); Top, skirt and bralette borrowed from Cynthia Rowley; Shoes: Saint Laurent; Bag: Chanel; Sunglasses: Ray-Ban
While I've spent my fair amount of time at the Empire Hotel, either on vacation or the occasional oyster indulgence at Ed's Chowder House upstairs, I've never spent a proper week at the hotel during Fashion Week. And I have to say, this time around having done just that, it made all the difference! 
Typically, Fashion Week madness can drive even the most seasoned veteran mad (and by no means do I consider myself one of those brave souls). Darting to and from shows at Lincoln Center, then back to your room for warmth and a quick outfit change and back out again for more shows downtown -- it's a crazed hustle, teetering the whole way on heels often ill suited for the weather. 
This time around, I cut out some of my hustle. Given that the Empire is directly across the street from Lincoln Center, I was an easy stone's throw away from most of my shows (and heck, I could even do a little people watching from my hotel room window during my downtime). Plus, their bar downstairs makes for the perfect mid-day meeting point or late-night night cap, whichever happens to be your poison of choice. 
Huge thanks again to the Empire Hotel for having me during Fashion Week! 

January 2, 201542 Comments

have books {will travel}

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When it comes to reading, I've always been the girl with a book (or two) stowed away in her bag, picking it up whenever she has downtime. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately), what I've come to find is that I get my best reading done while traveling. I literally devour books when I'm on vacation. Case in point: I blazed through 5 books during one leg of our trip in Turkey (and then struggled to figure out how to carry them all back home). 
Since 2014 was a big travel year for me (all of which you can see recapped here), I wanted to share a few of my favorite books that have seen me through multiple take offs, landings, customs lines, beaches and cities, from hopping around London to cruising with Princess Cruises in the Caribbean. With 2015 already here (2 days in!), I'm getting my next batch of reading together for a few upcoming trips. Any recommendations?  
This post was in collaboration with Princess Cruises. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations! 

December 31, 20144 Comments

cheers to that {cruise-inspired sips}

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There's something about being on vacation (especially of the sun-infused variety) that demands a refreshing cocktail. While I'm definitely much more of a hearty drink kind of gal (give me a Manhattan and I'm a happy camper), I can't say no to sipping on something lighter and, dare I say, fruitier, while lounging in a hammock or taking in a tropical ocean breeze. When in Rome (or in this case, the Caribbean), right?
During our at sea adventures with Princess Cruises, we had a few days dedicated to just sailing to our next destination, which oddly enough, I relished in. It was a great chance to simply relax, unwind and appreciate the stretch of ocean surrounding us. For those days in particular, I relied on a few of my vacation standbys: a classic Mojito and my latest obsession, Death in the Afternoon, created by Hemingway himself (all the more reason to love it).
Hope you enjoy!
Mojito
1 ounce fresh lime juice
2 teaspoons of superfine sugar
1 cup crushed ice
12 fresh mint leaves + sprigs for garnish
1 ounces white rum
1 ounce club soda
In a Collins or highball glass, stir lime juice and sugar together until the sugar dissolves. Add 1/4 cup crushed ice. Rub mint leaves around the rim of the glass then tear them in half, adding to the mixture once done. Gently stir and then add rum, rest of the ice and club soda. Stir again and top off with mint sprigs as a garnish. 
Death in the Afternoon
1 1/2 ounces absinthe (but legally speaking, Pernod is a suitable substitute)
4 ounces Brut champagne
Pour absinthe (or a legal substitute) into a champagne flute. Add chilled champagne until the mixture clouds up and serve! Simple and addicting. 
This post was in collaboration with Princess Cruises. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations! 

December 30, 20146 Comments

i’ll have what she’s having {wanderlust}

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If you recall from this post way back at the beginning of 2014, travel was a big goal of mine. And I'm so happy and thankful to report that I checked some major countries off the list this past year. I headed to London for my first time. Trekked around Turkey for two weeks with my best friend, Heather. Then there was Jamaica, Vancouver, and countless road trips in between. And, of course, there was my first at sea excursion with Princess Cruises through the Caribbean.  
As far as 2015 travel is concerned, 2014 has left some pretty big shoes to fill. And I'm already busy scheming and getting a few trips in the works for January and February. High at the top of my list, are a handful of tropical destinations (which seems fitting for this time of year), namely the Maldives, Santorini and Bali. But of course, I'd also be lying if I didn't admit a world cruise was looking mighty inviting right about now
To keep my more serious bouts of wanderlust at bay (like this instance), I like to pack a proverbial suitcase for the occasion, this time with heavy doses of resort wear's finest, fit for a lazy day at sea or exploring the local sights and villages. 
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This post was in collaboration with Princess Cruises. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations! 

November 30, 201412 Comments

old world {a moveable feast}

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Dress: Robert Rodriguez (similar style here); Shoes: Henri Lepore Dezert; Bag: Chanel; Sunglasses: Target; Necklace: BaubleBar
One of the things I loved most about our trip at sea was the excuse to dress up every night. There's something undeniably old world and romantic about boarding a ship armed with some of your finest evening attire, and nothing but a slew of dinner plans and cocktail parties ahead. And trust me, it was a moveable feast in every meaning of the phrase. Each evening, we enjoyed a new restaurant on board, taste testing our way through every cuisine imaginable -- from hearty steaks to incredibly fresh lobster and crab -- and everything in between. 
Our last evening aboard, we enjoyed a private dinner at the Chef's Table, where the Executive Chef Antonio Cereda, prepared each dish for us practically before our eyes. While each dish outdid the one before it, I have to admit, the seafood risotto remains my ultimate weakness.
This post was in collaboration with Princess Cruises. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations!

November 29, 20149 Comments

postcards from the caribbean {sailing away with princess cruises}

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As I mentioned in my last travel installment with Princess Cruises, I'm a rookie when it comes to cruises. I think I've likely always felt reluctant to try them because I tend to get cabin fever pretty easily, constantly looking for the next thing to jump to while on vacation. What I didn't realize was just how much activity can be packed into a 5-day cruise. While our on board activities were a constant shuffle of pool lounging, drinking and catching the World Series while it was on (all of which was exactly the kind of R&R I needed), we managed to fit into several days of excursions, stopping off first at Grand Cayman (otherwise known as Sting Ray City) and then Cozumel, Mexico (for some Mayan ruin hikes).
As someone who always has her eye on the next destination, I loved the idea of waking up each morning in a different port, with a new adventure ahead of us. Furthermore, if you're tempted to embark on a cruise of your own, why not take a look at some of the latest cruise deals online to find yourself a luxury getaway at an affordable price? So, let's get started, here are a few snaps from our time on and off shore -- hope you enjoy!
Obligatory champagne toast while leaving the Miami dock.

My cruise partner in crime, Beca, and I. 
To say we were spoiled by so many great meals and treats from the Princess Cruise team would be an understatement. More to come on our on board meals in an upcoming post. 
The fearless crew from left to right: Vicki, Marianna, Jenny and I.
Once I got the whole Steve Irwin story out of my head, I warmed up to the idea of holding one of these (giant) guys. And I may have even kissed one (apparently it brings 7 years good luck?). 
The beautiful thing about vacation? It's always Marg o' clock.
Mini victory dance after a pretty scary climb to the top of a Mayan temple (full picture below).

Stay tuned for another cruise installment tomorrow, featuring the outfit above.

This post was in collaboration with Princess Cruises. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations!

November 18, 201412 Comments

open waters

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To follow yesterday's sunshine-infused post from Turkey, I have a few more travel recaps for you this week and next, this time from my recent sea excursion with Princess Cruises. Admittedly, as much as I love the ocean, I've never considered myself much of a cruise person. (If there is such a thing?) But if there's anything that this blog has taught me over the past several years, it's that I can always surprise myself. And I usually do.
We set sail for a total of five days into the Caribbean Sea, stopping off along the way at Grand Cayman (Sting Ray City!) and Cozumel (near Tulum, Mexico), more on both to follow soon in a future post. While each day was filled with activity and one too many margaritas, both on shore and off, I have to say some of my favorite moments (and the moments that I seem to miss most especially now that work has kicked into full swing) were stolen out on our room balcony, simply listening to the ocean at night. It's oddly calming listening to something so powerful hum through the evening hours, especially when you can't see it, but really only feel it. 
This post was in collaboration with Princess Cruises. As always, all opinions and styling are my own. Thank you for supporting all This Time Tomorrow collaborations!

November 17, 201419 Comments

bodrum diary {turkey part III}

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As you can see on UK Smiles, there are so many reasons why you should add Turkey to your traveling bucket list! That's why it's quite bittersweet seeing my Turkey trip come to an end here on the blog. Mind you, I never meant to drag out my recaps through November but I think part of me has been holding out from posting -- if only to savor the last remnants of our adventure a bit longer. 
For the final leg of our trip, we headed down south to the coastal town of Bodrum for some much needed R&R after hopping around Istanbul and Cappadocia. Bodrum is known for being a destination among local Turks and Europeans alike -- most notable for their nightlife and dining. This portion of our trip, fortunately, took on a much slower pace with lazy mornings snacking on watermelon next to our hotel pool, long days at the beach (I made it through three different books) and our biggest decision of the day being where to eat dinner that evening. Bookending the trip this way made all the difference in the world -- we left tan, relaxed and beyond content. 
If you're just joining now, check out the first two parts of our trip here and here.

November 10, 201412 Comments

the road to cappadocia {turkey part II}

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To think it's been over a month since we wrapped up our whirlwind tour of Turkey, actually blows my mind a bit. Where has the whole month of October gone?! In all fairness, life got a bit hectic the minute I returned back to the States. I've started a new role at work (which I'm beyond excited for) and have been cranking away at big holiday campaigns -- all of this is to say, you may have noticed regular programming on This Time Tomorrow has been anything but lately. While I'd love to say I have this whole balance thing figured out between work and the blog (a common question I get via email from you dear readers), sometimes it's a fine line. And when 2am rolls around, you have to learn how to just walk away from the laptop. Easier said than done, of course.
But what about Turkey, you ask? Well I have two more installments coming your way this week, plus a whole other slew of travel posts straight from the Caribbean, so let's pack our proverbial bags for a minute and rewind back to September, when Heather and I were still bouncing around Turkey -- Cappadocia, to be exact. 
We actually only booked ourselves 48 hours in this little pocket of the country (smack dab in the middle of Turkey). Why? The main catalyst was for a sunrise hot air balloon ride over the canyons which I had romanticized about ever since spotting it during a Google Image binge. The landscape in these parts is indescribably eerie and at the same time mesmerizingly beautiful. Hailing from the desert myself, there's an undeniable aching charm that desert landscapes can have over you and it was definitely palpable here.
These dwellings sprinkle the countryside. Originally homes, these "caves" are pretty easy to spot while hiking around -- just look for the etched out windows and oddly placed doors (that seem to have no easy way to climb to them).
Taking in the view during an impromptu hike, during which we followed hand drawn arrows on rocks to figure out the best path to the top. At certain points, we lost track of the arrows and had to circle around frantically for the next one. 
We spent a lot of time at this woman's stand, browsing through her jewelry and bags, while spending a bit of time with her children. 
Sunset ATV tour? Basically the only way to explore! We rode through the Red Rose Valley, making our way to the abandoned village you see above here. It was one of those moments where time felt suspended and untouched. 
While we didn't get the sunrise we were hoping for (it was quite overcast), I have to say this truly was a bucket list moment for me. We took off with at least 30 other balloons, hopping (sometimes narrowly) over the spires and peaks of the canyon and I loved every minute of it.  
Stay tuned later this week for the final part of our Turkey travels. 

October 1, 201420 Comments

ode to istanbul {real style, real travels}

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Istanbul has long been on my list of dream cities to visit. So when the day finally came when we booked our 15 hour + flights across the pond, I've been reading, researching and daydreaming ever since. Turkey is an interesting country, in that it's really situated between two worlds -- Europe and Asia. Any guidebook you pick up will throw out phrases like "Paris of the East" or "gateway between east and west" and as cliche as it sounds, it's actually quite palpable while you're walking around the city. 
There's an undeniable European flair with the architecture and bustling cobblestone city streets while at the same time, 5 times a day, you can hear the melodic call to prayer trill through the city at any of the many mosques situated on top of their many hills. I loved seeing the two worlds, conservative and modern, both collide and coexist in such a beautiful way. It really is mesmerizing. 
While we had about 6 days in the city, I have to say I only really got a taste of everything Istanbul has to offer -- all the more reason to return soon, right? Here's a rundown of my personal highlights from this portion of our trip:
1. Blue Mosque and Aya Sofya: These two must-sees are situated right next to each other, but you definitely should give each a few hours to really experience properly. The Blue Mosque was my first time actually entering a mosque at all and I was in complete awe of the dome architecture and the tile work. Plus, we opted to stay in the visitor section during the prayer hour, which was amazing to witness in person. The Aya Sofya and it's mosaic work and large scale medallions with different verses and names from the Quran had me entranced.
2. Topkapi Palace: Before landing in Istanbul, one of my must-sees included the Harem, which is situated in the sprawling Topkapi Palace, once inhabited by sultans and their families. The floor to ceiling tile work is absolutely breathtaking here. I didn't want to leave.
3. Grand Bazaar: Definitely worth setting aside a few hours for this, as it's easy to get lost in the hustle and bustle of the many shops here. We had fun poking around the different Turkish carpet shops and eyeing some jewelry but ultimately ended up stocking up on Turkish Delight.
4. Spice Bazaar: Right next to the Grand Bazaar, I have to say this was my favorite of the two. It felt a lot more local as more families were roaming around, as opposed to tourists and I loaded up on different teas and spices here to enjoy back at home.
5. Hamam: I can't recommend this enough! Hamams are a traditional Turkish bath experience, where you go through a series of different hot, sauna-like rooms, alternating between cold and hot water to cleanse before being washed down and massaged by one of their bath attendants. I literally left feeling so relaxed and glowing.
6. Turkish Towels: There are shops all over the city selling Turkish towels and I may have picked up more than my fair share throughout the trip. They're perfect as actual towels but also large enough to double as picnic blankets, beach towels and even blanket throws on your bed.
7. Turkish Cats: Personally, I loved spotted all the cats around the city, roaming the streets like they owned the town. (And they kind of do!)
8. Bosphorous Cruise: While it is a bit of a tourist trap, I have to say this is the best way to experience the Bosporous, especially at sunset.
9. Turkish Tea + Coffee: We were expecting to drink way more Turkish coffee, but the tea actually became much more part of our every day routine. We stopped off at little tea houses every chance we could. I loved it so much I picked up a bag of Turkish tea leaves at the Spice Bazaar before heading home.
10. Galata Bride at sunset: Istanbul has numerous bridges that close the gap between the European and Asian sides, but the Galata Bridge at sunset has to be my favorite. It's lined with fishermen at all hours of the day and has some fantastic views of the Yeni Mosque and the Rustem Pasa Mosque.
11. Serdar-I Ekrem: This suggestion came from a reader on Instagram and I'm so glad I ventured here! I have to say, if I had to pick a neighborhood to live in Instanbul, I loved this area. Between the artisan shops and boutiques, adorable cafes and tucked away alleys, it felt very West Village meets Pacific Heights.
12. Whirling Dervishes: I've seen numerous photos of the Whirling Dervish ritual so it was such a treat to actually experience it in person. It's a spiritual performance, in which the dervishes spin countless times in unison, the idea being to bring them closer to God. To say it was mesmerizing, would be an understatement.
Stay tuned for the second part of our trip, Cappadocia, coming up next week! As for the outfit shots above, check them out in full detail here and here.

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