Last week I was snuggling my kitty on my couch in front of the roaring fireplace. Then I blinked and I was in San Francisco, plowing my way through the warm, slanted city with my good friend Sarah. Then I blinked again and I was back in my living room with snow on the ground. I guess I should be more careful blinking.
This 36-hour California adventure was packed with adventure, needless to say. Sarah & I made our way through the buzzing city via endless pretentious coffee spots & a rental car that had its back window smashed by those San Franciscan thieves. During the ONLY night we stayed there. We ventured to the Golden Gate Bridge (of COURSE) to see it in all of its dusky glory, made our way up to Big Sur (of COURSE), and snagged some baller shots of each other along the way. Photographing travel adventures is one of my favorite things to do in life. There’s something refreshing about new scenery, new cultures, & being able to edit for the fun of it, pushing my style a little bit deeper bcuzican. Tomorrow I’ll be rounding up a post from a spontaneous shoot with two rad denim-clad strangers at the Golden Gate Bridge WOOP. For today, I hope you enjoy this short & sweet glimpse of San Fran!