Imagine this. A getaway weekend to san francisco, you quickly rummage all your essentials of survival (maybe not survival but you get the picture) into your carry-on, that favorite red shade of lipstick, your perfect white cotton voile dress that transforms one in to the quintessential angel upon wearing and your fashion forward, yet comfortable enough ballet falts to conquer the hills. You drag your belongings safely on and off the speedy one hour plane ride from lax to sf airport, then without trouble you pick up your enterprise rental car. you drive to the hotel, the fairmont, a beautiful victorianesque hotel from the 1900s conviently located on nob hill, also convientely nickamed snob hill. It's early , nine in the morning, and check-in hours are not 'til 12. So you place your bags with the bellman, while you go off and dine that fluffly aroma of breakfast floating around the hotel lobby.

the hotel lobby
At noon you return to the bellman, only to find out your bag has vanished into thin air. Not only are you stuck without your belongings but all you are wearing are cozy sweats and a tank. An hour passes and the bellman is still searching without any luck, the bag is missing! The hotel offers you money as compensation and you set out in this foriegn city searching for clothes to ==wear.

the brother with his luggage
however, unlike any normal rationale person who would just buy the first thing they see, you go beyond and set out to find the items that will satisfy your liking. this is what i stumbled upon...
first i came upon the boutique brown eyed girl located at 2999 Washington street. i felt right at home in this very but together store everything caught my eye, all the way down to the personalized white and pink hangers! searching for transitional pieces that would practical for san francisco and take me into the colder climates of boston led me to to fall in love with a navy mini skirt by diables detailed with signature pockets in the front and back and paired this with a black and white striped Ella Moss blousy top. I also discover a local San Fran line that i fall in love with called Lucia by Lexi Monfrendi, from which i bought my evening wearing, a stunning emerald-green wool pleated dress. All in all, lost luggage for the day wasnt too bad for at 11:30 pm the hotel called to tell the luggage was found and would be returned early the next day! the trip continued...


me after shopping, in the fairmont's grand master ballroom