Just kidding! There were no ghosts in the cemetery, just me exploring a pet cemetery in the Presidio in a white dress. There were a few gusts of wind that provided for some ghostly (or Marilyn-esque) moments. There were quite a few pets that passed away in the 50s and some as recent as 2000. Nice to know that pets from dogs to hamsters have a place to rest.
I promised a friend I would help her out with “modeling” (I use that term very very very loosely) so she can start her fashion photography portfolio. We later found an abandoned building where I pretended to be a jilted bride holding a bouquet of flowers. From ghost to sad bride, it was quite a day for my white dress.