Florals & Graphics

Currently loving florals incorporated into graphic design. 

No. 2

More bits and pieces of my life using the wide lens. 

Summer cravings

Mmm...french toast. Last summer I went through a phase where all I wanted to eat was 

french toast. So that's what I ate for a couple weeks straight. I learned how important 

the bread is. This bread did not work very well...I think brioche bread is best—nice and fluffy. 

This summer, I have grown an obsession for banh mi sandwiches. I mean, my love for 

sandwiches knows no bounds, and this banh mi has a peculiar, specific taste I can't get 

enough of. Oh sandwiches...you're always there at my most indecisive moments; yet, you 

have never failed me once. You come in infinite combinations, catering to everyone's 

picky palettes, always on the go and ready at a moment's notice. You're the best. 

What areee you?

I can not figure out what this is. I see half wombat, half hippo; a wombippo hippombat? 

What are you? You're a weird looking fellow, but a cute one.  

Yes (Fall)

Susie shared this tumblr with me, and I absolutely love it. Almost obsessed. 

How can one tumblr's every image be so spot on? These images were pulled from 

there, and they've got me lusting for fall. 

Fujifilm X30

Seriously thinking about getting the new Fujifilm X30. So beautiful...this may be my biggest 

splurge, ever — an investment indeed. 

Update: I quadruple thought about this, and I'm going to get it. My interest in photography has 

increased enough for me to invest in a good camera. Just one good camera. I've been using my 

iPhone, which I absolutely love to use for photos and will continue to do so, but I kind of want to 

take it to the next level. Come October, I will be carrying this thing around everywhere I go. 

Quotidian

Testing out my new lens with a vlog of my ordinary week. 

Hi,

I was just thinking, after one of the podcasts I listen to mentioned how much we waste 
in terms of, well, everything, about a world or country that was based on a philosophy 
of necessity, minimalism, and functionality. Anyone who chooses to move here come, 
well aware and supportive of a life without all the frills and fluff, and most importantly, 
opposes waste.

A little bit more about this country:

Houses are built in limited spaces with optimal functionality in mind — somewhat edited 
in a way that beds can fold up, creating more space in the house during the day, with 
tables that can be pulled out of the wall to use only when needed. Some people already live 
like this right now. Amazing.

Using less land for the houses will allow more space for gardening and nature. There will 
be more green in this country than cement and buildings.

Rather than commercial markets, farmer's markets will be the norm and only type 
of market. The community will buy food and produce from their local farmers, a win-win 
for both parties. People will have fresh produce daily and farmers will thrive.

There will be extremely limited quantities of junk food and fast food. The cost of those 
will be ridiculously high. I'm thinking for a Mcdonald's big mac, around $57. Would you 
still buy one? Most people living here will probably already enjoy a fresh, clean diet, but 
even the best of us will occasionally crave junk food. The high cost will hopefully 
discourage people to eat it, eventually closing down all fast food joints. Hamburgers and 
pizza are more than welcome, you'd just have to make it fresh at home. Your body will 
thank you, and it'll taste better anyway, without all the preservatives and who-knows-what. 

Everyone lives with the essentials. No excess stuff that will sit in closets, never to be used. 
Everything we own will have a purposeful life, because anything that is ever made here 
will have been approved by the This Is Necessary (TIN) committee. 

Before anything gets made, we will ask, "Do we really need this?" A simple yes or no will 
determine whether that thing will get made.

Any product of any kind will be made with natural materials that are durable and 
long-lasting. Re-usable is our favorite word.

Design and style wise, simplicity is the reigning aesthetic of all. Kind of like A.P.C. 
meets Eames meets Everlane meets Muji meets Scandinavia — yeah, just like that.


This country I imagine is called Modest — pronounced "moh-dest."


Would I live here? Maybe after I've come to terms and full realization that I really 
don't need all this junk in my life that inevitably becomes waste and trash. I really only 
need basic essentials to live. Happiness, I should find elsewhere besides in materialistic 
things, though I do get weirdly excited with simplistic designs in knitwear, furniture, bags, 
cups, and plates. Sometimes I look around at what's in my room and I feel "ugh" and 
distressed. So much stuff. Stuff I never use, stuff I wore once and never again, stuff I bought 
out of impulse, just wasteful stuff. 

I need to quadruple think before I buy. 

Lens Fun

I'm going to have so much fun with my new wide, 180, and macro lens. 

Plants

Blue Shirt 2

So another week begins. 

Humble Abode

Blue Shirt 1

Today was relaxing. 

A Man and a Woman by Francis Lai

Jennie

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SF Day 3

Monday_09012014

Our last day here: grabbed Blue Bottle, headed over to Fisherman's Wharf, ate some 

clam chowder, watched the seals (seal watching is so fun...we can watch them all day 

kind of fun), walked around, dreaded going back to work, wished we could've stayed 

longer, stopped by Union Square for the last time, got Jamba Juice, and rode the 

Bart back to SFO. 

Though having a car would have been groovy in many occasions, transporting by bus 

and feet was rewarding in its own tiresome way. We actually felt like locals, minus our 

constant attention to our cellular navigation, traveling from district to district, mingling 

with a lifestyle I lack to assimilate in Southern California's vehicle driven way of life. 

I love being able to walk.

Au revoir San Francisco...you were exactly what I needed — fresh surroundings 

and lots of walking. 

Hmm...next stop Chicago, Portland, or Seattle anyone? 

My booger

What I look forward to after work. I love him so much. He's so nice. I wonder, how 

did I get so lucky with him? When I first saw him, he was so timid. He stood there 

frozen, unable to move, trembling in my arms as if he's never been held. But he was it, 

this unconfident little puppy with not an ounce of evil or grain of hostility was going to 

be mine forever. I've seen feisty little chilis here and there, but Basil is so gentle and 

sweet, it's hard to believe anyone would dump him, especially with those eyebrows. What 

gets me more is that I was there to meet Abe, a medium sized black dog. When I spent 

time with Abe, I knew he wasn't it. He was very hyper, jumpy, slobbery, and was going 

at it on my friend's leg. As I was walking towards the exit, feeling defeated as that was 

my twelfth shelter visit, I locked eyes with Basil. He was silently sitting up against his 

gate, in a little spot of sunshine, gazing upwardly towards the sky like he was in his own 

little world. He looked calm...strangely satisfied yet quietly crying for someone to look 

at him. Oh and I saw him alright.  

Random but relevant fact: black dogs are normally the last pick of the bunch or not picked 

at all. Most people favor white and brown dogs, leaving many black dogs without homes. 

This makes me sad, though I've always preferred black dogs. I think they're beautiful and 

overlooked. But then again, I'm always drawn to the underdogs...heh. 

SF Day 2

Sunday_083114

Morning_Patiently waiting for the bus that will take us to our brunch spot — The Plow. It was way away from our hotel, 

but Agnes's sister's friend who resides in SF recommended this place as a must. We did what anyone else would do while 

waiting; take pictures. 

Morning_But we can only take pictures for so long...

Morning_At last, we were on our way.

Morning_No......we had to jump on another bus.

Brunch_Finally arrived at our destination only to find out it was going to be an hour and a half to two hour wait. What? 

Well we came all the way here so might as well wait the wait. This better be good. (It was actually really good, whooo) 

Brunch_Walked around the block to kill some time with an iced vanilla latte from Farley's in hand. That latte was 5 bucks 

and a size of a tall Starbuck's drink. It was a good cup of latte, thank goodness. I'm noticing things are expensive around here, 

but I have to say, the taste does not disappoint. 

Noon_Next stop, the Mission District with all of its artsy, smelly alley ways and hip looking people galore. No joke, 

the alley ways smelled of decade old urine that's been roasting under the summer sun. Can pee-pee even roast? Yuck. 

The murals were cool though.

Afternoon_This store was pretty neat. Handmade products by independent designers—totally felt like an Etsy shop
mingled with Otis and came to fruition, here. 

Afternoon_Headed over to the infamous Bi-Rite Creamery for their glorified Sea Salt Caramel Ice Cream. Too bad the 

line for that was around the corner and down the street. We just didn't think it was going to be worth it. We opted for the 

soft-serve line considering it was at least one eighth of the line for ice cream. Again, the soft-serve did not disappoint. 

It was delicious and the perfect pick-me-up. 

Afternoon_After walking over to the nearest Peet's for a latte, but really just to use their bathroom, we hopped on the bus

towards the Golden Gate Park. We rolled around in one itty-bitty part of the park out of laziness and lack of curiosity to 

walk further in knowing that we'd have to walk back out. We've been traveling sans vehicle so our trek has been by 

bus and foot. We're tired. 

Afternoon_We lollied around the bridge, took photos, Annie bought magnets (under strict orders from her mom), Agnes 

bought an Alcatraz keychain of a key, and I went to the bathroom, again, this time with the longest line ever. Agnes has 

never been to SF, so coming here was monumental, I think. 

Day 2 was quite long. After the bridge, we ate dinner at this Thai place we ordered for delivery to our hotel the night 

before. House of Thai. Who knew their pad-see-ew was so good? Not us, which is why we went back for more. 

Probably the best Thai food any of us has ever had...located all the way in SF, great. 

The neighborhood was a little sketch, so we power-walked through that town to our hotel like nobody's business, Agnes 

and me laughing out loud all the way because Annie was having a hard time keeping pace. We're not mean, we're just close.

SF Day 3 to come...

SF Day 1

Saturday_083014

530 AM_First time flying to SF, but too early to feel.

630 AM_Okay, we're on the plane. We're getting a little excited.

830 AM_Cool, we're on the BART. But we're so sleepy. We need food. 

915 AM_Dropped off our luggage at the Donatello in Union Square. So thankful they held our luggage until check-in. 
Lugging that thing around town would've been a pain. Annie was busy taking photos of stuff on the side. 

Brunch_I thought I was going to pass out, because I was up since 230 AM. That first sip of coffee reassured
me that I was going to be okay, for the time being. We were all pretty cranky and silent until we finished eating.
It was only funny after our stomachs were full. 

Noon_Along our way to the Ferry Building Market, we got lost in this plaza looking for the toilet. We had to use 

the restroom a lot during this trip. So much walking and drinking. 

Noon_Moseyed around the Ferry Building Market. This place was packed — fun but packed.

Afternoon_Our room was ready and we were tired, so we headed back to our hotel. Agnes took a nap. Annie and 

I don't normally take naps, even when we're exhausted. We took pictures to pass time.

Afternoon_We decided to eat dinner in Chinatown — dim sum. Little did we know that the restaurants do not 

serve dim sum for dinner. No biggy. We ate Chinese food instead. It was good. We talked about how small the 

portions are compared to the cost. Or we could've been fooled and just gone to the wrong restaurant. Good thing 

the food tasted really good, or else we would've felt horrible. 

Afternoon_To get to and from Chinatown, we had to walk this long tunnel. I really liked this. I rarely walk long 

distances in LA, or tunnels for that matter, so this was fun. Our next stop was Union Square for some shopping. 

I got one plain crew neck pullover from UNIQLO, and I was done. I just needed to sleep. 

Evening_But of course the night is not complete without some social media and a run through of our photos.

SF Day 2 post shall commence when I please... I need to go to sleep.