SAN FRANCISCO - ghiradelli and garages


After two days of orientation at Berkeley, I was free to spend the rest of the week in San Francisco! This is actually my first time up here, so I was so excited to explore the area. Of course, we had to partake in as many tourist-y activities as possible! 

fruit cup for lunch



I need to start off by saying that I'm absolutely obsessed with this city for many reasons, but especially because of all the colored garages! As a fashion blogger, I'm always looking for cool backgrounds for my photos. In San Francsico, every single house/apartment/mural is the perfect place to shoot pictures, but I especially loved this black garage, pictured above.

[remember when I told you that I LOVE the color black?]

Don't worry though, I made sure to fit some color in with this super cute red garage door I spotted on Lombard Street. 



For those of you who don't know, Lombard street is a super cool street in San Francisco famous for its winding, floral path. The street is absolutely beautiful and overlooks the city below, providing a spectacular view.


my favorite house on Lombard St.



As if I hadn't spent enough time gawking at the amazing garages (read: "photo backgrounds") I found at every turn, on our way to Ghiradelli Square, I found the most beautiful ivy wall. I think I've actually seen a picture of this house on tumblr at some point...

Anyway, in this picture, I was standing in front of a 20-foot ivy wall. I was in heaven. 

My mom was not. I made her take pictures...the whole day...

Thanks, mom.


Enough about garages. Sorry. Here's a bit about what I'm wearing. I wanted to stay comfortable as always, so I threw on my black t-shirt dress and a vintage Levi's jacket I picked up in Berkeley. I also wore my Toms sunglasses and white converse as usual.

My sister wanted to be in the pictures. You can tell that our agendas weren't quite the same.

On our way to Ghiradelli Square, we encountered a beautiful park right by the water. Obviously, I became a 5-year-old again and decided to frolic/lay in the grass.


But we eventually made it to Ghiradelli and splurged on desserts despite the fact that it was already 6:30ish by this point. I'm sure eating dessert before dinner every once in a while won't kill you, despite your parents' repeated warnings against doing so since you were a baby.


my mom's espresso sundae. heavenly. absolutely heavenly.

All I have to say is, I'm thankful for all the hills I walked in San Francisco, because without them, I wouldn't have been able to eat all the food I consumed over the course of my trip. Amen.


M I L K



Remember the list I mentioned in my first post? The one with all the places I want to eat at. Yeah, MILK has been on that list for a solid 6 months, and I can finally proudly say that I am an extremely satisfied customer there!


Known for its gigantic macaron ice cream sandwiches, MILK offers a wide selection of baked goods, gourmet ice cream flavors, coffees and teas, and even lunch entrees. The store itself is pretty small, but really cute. Clear cases allow customers to gawk over the huge selection (which makes choosing just one item nearly impossible).



Unfortunately, I'm allergic to all types of nuts, including the almonds which are characteristically used in macaroon cookies. So I wasn't able to order a macaron ice cream sandwich, but I was just as happy to make my own milkshake! Yes. You can create your own milkshake, complete with two flavors of ice cream and whatever fillings your heart stomach desires. I ended up getting green tea and mint ice cream, plus chocolate chips. It was heavenly.


My friend Bridgette, who was lovely enough to drive us all around LA to shop at the Grove and get our dessert afterwards, couldn't decide between a watermelon macaron ice cream sandwich and the Shirley Temple float, so she just got both! I don't blame her.


This is happiness. This is why you should go to MILK.

I left MILK feeling very content and anticipating my return. I "forgot" to ask my family if they wanted me to bring anything back for them. I guess that just means I'll have to go back soon :)



All gone. Sadness :(

BONUS: a picture that represents LA.

Yes, that is an elderly man wearing a yamaca driving a scooter on the road.