m i n d i n g m y l a n g u a g e | day thirty-five

Considering that 'fashion is a language', we've seen some spectacular styles through out San Francisco. There was a young man on the bus yesterday wearing a camel cardigan done up over a white shirt, slim jeans, black socks, tan loafers and the coolest sunglasses, of tortoiseshell and gold frames to some description. His language was telling us that he was supremely comfortable within himself and appreciated style rather than fashion. It was exciting to see. That was on our bus ride where we discovered Fillmore Street, a fabulous little strip of cafes and shops that even housed one of our very own South Australian Jurlique stores. We were on our way from the 'pretty ladies' houses of Full House to the Cheese gourmet deli to pick up some supplies.
Today we're off to Alcatraz and are terribly excited. It's our last day in San Francisco so we're still deciding on tonight's activities. It's been wonderful here though, having enjoyed all that SF has to offer.