Mark Twain once wrote that the coldest winter he ever endured was a summer in San Francisco. Everyone who lives in this city knows this quote, and often feel the need to share it with the freezing tourists who only brought shorts and tank tops to come to sunny California. Being new to the city myself, I guess I didn't really ever think it would be THAT cold, but it is. This past weekend D and I were excited to hit the bars, just two single ladies out to meet some cool guys. Of course we had planned our outfits in advance and couldn't wait to wear our sundresses and sandals. Wrong! Saturday night was so chilly that we actually dove back into our winter closets, and we each wore boots... and it's almost July!
Well Twain, you were right. Here's hoping for warmer days ahead, because I have an Ella Moss floral sundress, still with the tags on it from last summer, that is just dying to come off the hanger!
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