Hipster Granny

Those Buns

His stride is straight off the catwalk. Maybe he is late for a go-see with Tyra.

Her Eggcellence

Sunny-side up anyone? Creamy knits, a camel saddle bag slung across her chest, and a fantastically vibrant yellow turban with white on top. Hats off to her!

Mixed Nutts

I mean that with the utmost respect. Seriously. My first two subjects honestly made my day. First Meet Morton, with his sweaters (why wear just one?) and scarf. One more "sweetheart" out of his mouth and I would have run away with him forever.

I could not understand this woman's name through her thick accent. I did manage to hear that she found her jacket at the Monterey Jazz Festival, which she has attended for 10 years. I wanted to snatch her jacket and glasses and run for it! I should mix-matchup she and Morton, but this blog is not meant to be a dating service.

And today's (tribal, Cosby, geometric, Tex Mex print) theme continues...

Great Jacket - Horrible photo. I was driving and managed to snap it through the window.

Tag He's It

When I say camera you say phone: Camera - Phone! Camera - Phone!

Foxy Brown

The Carpet Matches the Drapes

Come out come out wherever you are! A few close calls in the last couple days, but I've hit a dryspell in the pool of inspiring individual style. Today's post is a perfect example of the "like pet, like owner" drama that plays out on my street each day. There is more where this came from!

Papa's Got a Brand New Bag

Brace Yourself

Green With Envy

It's a Girl!

Here's to my perfect strangers. The diamonds in the rough. Pushing envelopes always, whether you mean to or not.