The day is finally here. My apartment is empty, the moving truck is packed, and I am leaving shortly after writing this. For me, this blog has been as much about fashion as it is about San Francisco. The city has shaped who I am in regards to style, hobbies, and even my academic interests in feminism and psychology. I've developed a connection to not only the physical space that I call home but also the imagined realities that I associate with the city. My father first settled in San Francisco in 1965, ready for adventure and a new life away from his upbringing in North Dakota. I fondly look back on his pictures as I imagine what his life was like as he experienced San Francisco for the first time. And while I will encounter new experiences in Ann Arbor, part of me wants nothing more than to stay in San Francisco with my dear friends (especially Annalise) and family that mean so much to me.
And with a mixture of fear/excitement/wonder, I take one giant step into the future.
(I'll be checking in here occasionally over the next few weeks, and there are some lovely guest posts lined up until I get settled).