I remember reading a quote that said: God’s biggest punishment to men is giving him what he prayed for.
All through May, I’ve been wishing for hot summer heat to come to San Francisco. I was tired of layering and really wanted to get tan on my arm. But this past weekend, one hour of being in the sun made me wish it was chilly and 55 degrees again. The feeling of sunscreen dripping down your neck is just not worth the sun dress paired with sandals look I wanted to sport.
I’m so glad it cooled down today. Still pleasant, but not unbearable like this past weekend. One nice thing about warm weather is that I can finally wear short sleeve tops in June, you know, like what people do in the rest of the country. Here is a top I bought in April this year and have been dying to wear for the past few months. I’ve been really into lace lately, and have found a good amount of lace tops on Beso. Hmmm… maybe I should start wishing for warm weather again?