Summer in San Francisco y’all summer in San Francisco. Erase the images of palm trees swaying on the beach, nekkid models roaming about with their smoothies and the dudes flexing 
🏋🏾– that’s LA. Very different. It’s where I’m from. I kind of miss it.
It’s a little nuts that we oscillate between 88/32 degrees and 55/13 but this is the life I chose so today I’m grateful for this trusty red scarf which has morphed into an essential for surviving the madness that is this weather. Also shout out to the realest homie in the business, Mark Twain, who was not playing around when he said “the coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco”.
