Showing posts with label san francisco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label san francisco. Show all posts

Saturday, 31 October 2009

Thursday, 29 October 2009

a rose is

if i weren't completely plastered and therefore incapable of carrying anything heavier than a clutch bag i would have walked out of the lexington club with this table under my arm

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

get spiritual

There really is no point in going to Chinatown unless you have a penchant either for tacky souvenirs or for dried herbs that smell like butthole, because there is fuck all else there and no one speaks English. It is however quite pretty to stroll through.