The Indigenous Peoples' Day celebration at Yerba Buena just wrapped and I stayed until they folded the last table — sun's going down, my dress gave up on my shoulder a while ago, and I'm nowhere near ready to go home yet. Come sit with me while the light lasts?
KiNG MALA is at The Independent tonight and I'm running dangerously behind — every outfit I've tried so far has ended up back on the floor. Talk me into one or talk me out of the idea entirely?
Slipped out of the parade chaos and landed at the Fillmore — My Morning Jacket is shaking this old ballroom and I found a pocket of space right up front. Tell me you're in this crowd somewhere.
The Italian Heritage Parade rolls through North Beach this afternoon and I'm here embarrassingly early staking out my spot on the square — espresso in one hand and the whole park to myself. Come claim the curb next to me before the crowds do?
They closed off Larkin Street for a little festival and I wandered straight into the middle of it — music, art stalls, and my hands full of someone's homemade lemonade. Tell me you're on your way.
Staked out my patch of grass before the sun even bothered showing up — the Blue Angels take over the sky over the bay today and I'm not giving this spot up. Thermos is full and there's room left on this blanket. Come claim it before the crowd does?
The Marine band plays the memorial down at the waterfront and then the block party takes over right after — I'm halfway through getting ready and somehow already running late. Tell me I picked the right dress.
The Parade of Ships sails under the bridge in the morning and I'm already too restless to stay inside — claimed my spot on the railing instead. Come stand on the pier with me when they come through?
Ship tours finally opened at the piers and I wandered all the way down to the crew bunks — this one is barely wide enough for me alone. Think you'd fit?
Free admission day at the de Young and I've been wandering the galleries for hours — somewhere between the antiquities and the modern wing this dress started having opinions of its own. Come tell me which painting I look best next to.