Jazz echoing across the harbor and my dress strap gave up about two songs ago. Stay for the last set with me?
Jazz echoing across the harbor and my dress strap gave up about two songs ago. Stay for the last set with me?
Santa Ynez farm weekend starts tomorrow but I got here early enough to raid the tasting rooms first. Two glasses in and the whole ranch is mine — clothes didn't survive past the porch. Want to see what wine country does to me when no one's watching?
Packing for the mountains and somehow I've got more flannel than anything I'd actually wear out there. Want to help me narrow it down?
Labor Day weekend starts in two days and I've pulled half my closet onto the bed. Only thing I've actually put on is this — still deciding if it stays. What would you keep?
The candle burned out an hour ago and I'm still wide awake with the same song on repeat. Summer's almost over and I'm not ready to let it go quietly. Want to see how I'm sending it off?
Sonoma knows how to throw a pool party and I know how to lose a swimsuit. Want to see what pinot and a hundred degrees of sun does to me?
Showed up to the white party in Berkeley and the sun decided to make this dress a lot more honest than I planned. You want to see how committed I got to the theme?
Somewhere between the second encore at Daisy Chain Fields and the walk back to my car I lost track of what I was still wearing. The parking lot's clearing out but I'm in no rush. Want to see what the festival left me with?
The rodeo wound down and the dance is just getting started — my boots are still on but I can't say the same for the rest of it. Want to see how a Friday night in cowboy country ends?
They're already building stages across the lake and the festival doesn't start for two more days. I've never been good at waiting — want to see what I do when I'm restless?