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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Tahoe Snaps

Snowshoeing in Tahoe

 On Christmas Day, while sipping hot cocoa in 70 degree Marin County, I realized that I simply could not say goodbye to 2012 without seeing snow. I’d ice skated, I’d consumed gallons of hot cider (and a hot toddy or two), and I’d decorated a Christmas tree to end all Christmas trees, but it wasn’t enough. Forget sugarplums- images of frigid air and blinding snow danced in my head.

So, with less than 48 hours’ notice, Jim and I booked a room at a slightly seedy 70’s-era casino and rented a Zipcar. The next 36 hours were exactly what I needed- crisp, cold, and so full of snow.

Lake Tahoe in Winter

In lieu of dropping $250+ on lift tickets and rentals, we made my native Minnesota proud and strapped on snowshoes.

Sarah Snowshoeing

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Snowshoeing in Tahoe Snowshoeing in TahoeA little corny snow art was necessary, of course. I’m the first to admit I’m a straight-up sap!Snowshoeing in Tahoe Naturally, we finished the day with bracing beverages.SlurpeeHot Toddy at MacDuff"s

And, of course, some classic entertainment.Sex and the City Slot Machines  We even made a new friend!Mini Snowman

Tahoe TripDriving home across the Bay Bridge and seeing the city lights, I realized I had butterflies in my stomach. That jumpy, happy sensation was the same feeling I had two years ago when our little Honda Civic crossed the Golden Gate Bridge for the first time. We were only away from the city for a day, but it reminded me of why I love it here. I tell ya, snow is good for the soul!

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Five Quick Christmas Snaps

Frank Lloyd Wright's

Maltipoo puppy

Gangam Style socks

DIY Wrapping Paper Bow

Christmas lights in Levi Plaza

It’s pretty amazing that Christmas is less than a day away now. This December has truly flown by, despite my best attempts to draw it out by watching every Christmas movie ever created and indulging in every holiday treat ever created (times ten for brie). I’m sad to see it go, but I know it’ll be back again before I know it, much like Frosty the Snowman. Keep the faith!

one.  This is what happens when you take a gingerbread house competition very, very seriously. Google “Frank Lloyd Wright Falling Water” and you’ll see what I mean. And yes, those are indeed Swedish Fish jumping out of the frosting waterfall.

two.  I’m not sure about you, but I never get tired of pictures of puppies. Never.

three.  It’s official; Psy is everywhere, even on your feet. I will add a disclamer that these are not my socks. You know how I love shorts and tights together more than anyone? Apparently some feel that way about Gangam Style.

four.  I was patting myself on the back for remembering to buy wrapping paper before it sold out, but then I realized that I neglected to buy bows. I had to improvise with this little bow made from strips of leftover wrapping paper. I tell ya, every time I feel like a real grownup…

five.  These trees are a serious ten on my Christmas light rating scale. Well done, Levi Plaza. Well done.

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