I am so glad to be home! Even if it is just for the weekend and even though I will be working both tomorrow and Saturday. It doesn’t bother me because I love being here! I do not know what it is about me and San Francisco, but we just don’t along. SF, it’s nothing personal but I just don’t appreciate you as much as the rest of the world seems to. Especially since it was absolutely freezing there today and I could hardly wait to come home to 80 degree weather. I sat in the sun as soon as I got home, trying to defrost and it felt so amazing.
This little vintage briefcase was my Mother’s! Back in 9th grade, when I first started becoming obsessed with vintage, I would raid her closet for any little gems that I could utilize. She pulled this little bag out and told me how she used to carry it around, back when I was a little tot. It even has pen mark scribbles on the inside that I drew in there when I was little! And a little pink nail polish stain in the corner that was my fault too. How novel! I absolutely love it that much more.