Tank top and skirt: Thrifted — Camisole: Old Navy — Shoes: Payless — Earrings: Target
Taking pictures in front of the sliding back door wasn’t actually an intentional experiment on my part; I just wanted some photos before heading out to the Bay Area on Saturday afternoon to spend some time with friends, and it was the only part of the house not totally blasted with sunlight.
Definitely not my favorite spot, although it does well enough in a pinch. (And I don’t really mind being distracted by a goofy cat.)
Speaking of the Bay Area! I stayed over at Tito’s house Saturday night and experienced the singular sensation of being woken up in the wee hours by a bone-rattling earthquake. Nothing broke or even fell, since the epicenter was closer to wine country than to the Bay, but it left me very groggy and confused at 3am nevertheless.
I was alive during the huge quake of 1989, but only barely, and I certainly don’t have any memories of it. Have you had any earthquake experiences?