Five Quick Snaps: Birthday Sparklers, SF Giants, and a Rooftop

Harlot SF, Harlot birthday

Last Saturday, I realized a life goal. Ok, more of a “this would be super amazing if it actually happened, but it probably won’t, and life will go on” sort of thing. I first ventured to Harlot in the fall of 2010, just after Jim and I moved here and were absolutely penniless. Through a friend of a friend and an interesting series of events, we would up quasi-crashing a stunning loft birthday party in SOMA, a neighborhood that was unknown to me until that evening. After staring out the glittering windows for what seemed like the entire evening, the crew moved on to Harlot and my first San Francisco club experience. Burlesque dancers gyrated in ever corner, beautiful women in sequins draped themselves over the bottle service couches, and the air lit up with the giant sparklers that accompanied every bottle of champagne or liquor that a table ordered. It was glamour on acid, and I was obsessed.

Since then, the sparkler experience stuck in the back of my mind as a fluffy life goal and a guilty pleasure aspiration (akin to how I secretly hope to visit all the bars and brunch places that would have appeared in a SF version of Sex and the City). Although my income has yet to reach bottle service-like proportions, a sweet coworker arranged a birthday surprise for me when I visited the club with friends. Sparklers came at our table from every angle, and I felt like I was in a strangely delicious mashup of Gossip Girl and The Princess Diaries. It was one for the ages, and I’ll never forget it.

SF Giants, ATT Park, Go Giants

I may be proud of my fashion evolution since those army drab days in middle school, but I’m even more proud of how much I’ve grown to love baseball over the past few years. And there’s nothing like a pair of Poseys at the ballpark to raise your Giants spirit!

T minus eight hours until Game 6. Let’s do this. #OrangeOctober

The Battery SF, The Battery

We all know how much I love rooftops and how San Francisco is stubbornly empty of them. Even though it’s not an everyday occurrence, the penthouse at The Battery is perfection, and I was so stoked to get to journey up there for a recent 7×7 event. Even Karl the Fog stayed at bay during the party. Sure was nice of you, K the F.

San Francisco, SF fall, SF

In this snap, I feel like SF was saying, “See, Sarah? We may not have cold weather or pretty leaves like Minnesota, but we still have fall light.” And how.

Keith Haring, Keith Haring 7x7, pies for fall

I love when our editors do a story on the best pies of the city. In the span of a single week, we had over two dozen beauties delivered to our office. #journalismishard

I would also be remiss to put up this rare post without acknowledging the birthday of a certain handsomely bearded husband of mine. Love 🙂

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Five Quick Snaps

SF Giants, Giants Game

I wouldn’t call myself a sports fan. On the contrary, I historically yelled “Go Giants!” during the excitement of the 49ers playing in the Superbowl. Oops. But strangely enough, I’ve grown to truly love baseball over the past few years. With my office mere steps away from AT&T Park, it’s hard not to catch baseball fever. I have a hard time getting behind wearing orange (#sorryimnotsorry), but I definitely get into the team spirit. Jim’s happy enough to have a break from the fashion-y events that speckle our calendar, so everybody wins.

P.S. Did you know that there’s a little Irish Pub inside AT&T Park? Bass and Guinness FTW!

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Two // Yep, that’s a selfie. I couldn’t resist—how often do I wrangle Jim into a suit? The two of us stepped out in black tie on our 4th anniversary, which coincided wonderfully with the SF Opera BRAVO! Club Gala. Even though I can’t say that I’ve made an opera fan out of Jim, the night was truly magical, with delicious food, tasty drinks, and the opportunity to meet some fabulous new friends (I’m looking at you, Hadley!).

Dirty Habit SF

Three // A scene at Dirty Habit, AKA my new obsession. I’ve waxed poetic time and time again about my love of rooftop and garden bars, and this newly revamped hotspot in Hotel Palomar doesn’t disappoint. The drinks are delicious, the ambiance is lovely, and the al fresco setting (complete with heat lamps) is perfect for San Francisco.

Jane Fillmore SF

Four // I try to mix up my routine from time to time, but somehow I find myself gravitating to brunch at Jane over and over again. Not only is is the perfect spot for a boot photoshoot or stylish pondering, it’s tasty, easy, and run by some of the most interesting people in the city. Just don’t try to take my favorite table.

Jeremy's Department Store SF

Five // Speaking of obsessions, I have to mention Jeremy’s. It used to be a legendary place far, far from my apartment, but now that I work a blog away, I’m a certified “regular.” Whether that’s a good thing or bad thing remains to be seen. My last two visits yielded a last-minute black tie gown (for said gala mentioned above) and a pair of Helmut Lang leather pants (80% off, thankyouverymuch). Whatever you need, they have it, and on the cheap(ish).

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DUO #MyCity: Jane on Fillmore

DUO boots, DUO Seymour, Jane San Francisco, Jane Cafe, Sanfranista

H&M tunic and leggings, DUO Seymour boots, Modalu Pippa bag, Nordstrom scarf, Marc by Marc Jacobs bracelet

If you follow me on Instagram, you’ll probably notice that I seem to repost the same photograph of the same latte on the same graphic black-and-white background. Seriously, Sarah- let’s mix it up a little, eh? But believe it or not, the photos aren’t my love for repetition showing up; they’re evidence of my enduring love for Jane and its unparalleled lattes.

Jane’s that fabulous friend you know who magically procures invitations to stylish parties while simultaneously rocking the edgy-downtown-cool look that only Alexa Chung can achieve. Jane is one part brunch in Paris, one part rock concert at Cafe du Nord, and all parts really tasty brunch food. Plus, it’s a 5-minute walk from my house, so it also enables my laziness.

So, Jane was the first place I thought of when considering places to show off fabulous San Francisco for my styling project with DUO Boots. Since I usually visit while still waking up on a lazy Sunday, I wore my closest-thing-to-civilized-pajamas uniform: flowy tunic, stretchy pants, and comfy-polished boots. And the day was simply too spring-y to stick to monochromatic standards, so I added the brightest accessory I own. I know- WHOA.

If you go (and you must- go buy a plane ticket now if you don’t live here!), I recommend the egg sandwich with its magic savory-sweet tomato chutney, a birdseed bran muffin, and a perfect, foamy, resplendent latte.

Stay tuned to see more photos from my collaboration with DUO (alley in the Mission! Orange-painted transportation structure that’s slightly famous!). And see all the looks from fabulous bloggers around the globe at DUO #MyCity.

DUO boots, DUO Seymour, Jane San Francisco, Jane Cafe, Sanfranista

DUO boots, DUO Seymour, Jane San Francisco, Jane Cafe, Sanfranista

DUO boots, DUO Seymour, Jane San Francisco, Jane Cafe, Sanfranista

DUO boots, DUO Seymour, Jane San Francisco, Jane Cafe, Sanfranista

DUO boots, DUO Seymour, Jane San Francisco, Jane Cafe, Sanfranista

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