pants: Adidas, 2010 | shoes: Y3 Yohji Yamamoto for Adidas, 2010 | sweater: ? | eyewear: RayBan, 2004
day two: after dinner at Benu in San Francisco we drove straight to Napa Valley, we stayed at a friend’s friend’s great little cottage located on the Del Dotto vineyard. breakfast from the nearby Dean & Deluca. wine tasting at Duckhorn Vineyards. lunch at Bottega. wine tasting at Del Dotto. dinner by the fire in the backyard of such an enormous supply of smoked meats, cheeses, vegetables, nibbles, and shrimp grilled on the patio (shipped in from Whole Foods) that you can’t even imagine.
packing for three cities (at varying temperatures) when you hate to check in luggage is kinda a pain in the ass, every single piece has to be maximized efficiently for potential usability in every situation. so of course i ended up a couple things short, i had to borrow this gray sweater from my pal to pile on top of two other layers so i was warm enough for my tour of Napa Valley without being too uncomfortably overheated by trying to wear the coats i’d had to cram into my tiny TSA-approved carry-on suitcase for our upcoming stay in Lake Tahoe.
dress: Geld Iaz, 1998 | boots: Dior, 2005 | pants (underneath): Adidas, 2010
day one: mid-morning flight. manicure and chair massage at XpresSpa in Terminal 4 at JFK International Airport. dinner at Benu in San Francisco.
hey did i ever tell about the hawk? no of course i didn’t.
well the hawk often soars outside my window, you can spot it right away most mornings, it looks like a big giant kite flying up in the sky high above the park. one day a little while ago the hawk stopped by for a visit, it landed on my balcony. it scared the shit out of me, i’d just happened to walk out of the bedroom into the living room at that moment, and at first glance it looked like a person just standing there, that’s how big it was. it stayed about ten minutes or so, letting me take photographs through the glass while it posed and looked pensive.
afterward it took a good long gaze at the little framed picture of Baba Muktananda on the windowsill and then another at Guru Mai hanging on the opposite wall. then it flew away. i’m just sayin.
anyway, it’s outside my window right now, i can see it from my desk. it’s been circling round and round and round but when i try as usual to snap another photo of its mighty impressive wingspan, it always takes off and disappears.