Thursday, November 26, 2009


Feels good to be home for the holidays. The family just moved into a new house, one my parent's have been working on for some time now. Being born in the house prior, it's a little strange coming home to a new pad. But they kept all the mid-century classics I grew up with (barcelona tables, eames lounge & credenza, saarinen tulip bed stands, etc...), so at times it just feels like a fresh paint job, a REALLY nice fresh paint job. 

The feast steamed up the flat. Turkey was moist and golden, mash potatoes were oh so creamy and the brussel sprouts rocked my world (most likely because bacon was involved). My aunt made her sticky rice and cousin brought over salmon -- the cliche is true, no Seattle feast is complete without it. We ate mango pudding and marscarpone cake to celebrate me and my uncle's early-birthday and drowled over the newest baby, Lucianna. It all felt really good. Not one of those forced family gatherings. We really love each other, and I am very thankful. 

Happy Thanksgiving!

love, farisita

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

sessy gloves

SESSY gloves

Fall is finally coming in San Francisco. Our Indian summer still shines but mis deditos are beginning to freeze on my morning ride to work. In celebration of the season change, I purchased some new sessy gloves. They're not exactly riding gloves, but they're so pretty and match my red vintage bianchi too well. 

I'm going to miss this ride when I move over to the East Bay but your girl needs some space to touch her toes... I hear there's a $1 bike shuttle that'll take you from MacArthur to Transbay, which I'll look into further because BART won't let you take your bike on during the only times you need to. BART is a perfect example on how NOT to do public transportation. Be it it's $7 round-trip daily expense to the carpet flooring and cloth seating -- I don't even want to know what's in there, ugh.

That's it for now, much love,