Being back in San Francisco, albeit for a short time, inspired me to channel my inner Mad Men. I donned a 1950s tea dress and heels for a morning spent in Alamo Square. With coffee in hand, I walked around my old neighborhood before packing for my return trip home. It's odd living between two places. I feel as if my head is in Ann Arbor but my heart is firmly situated in San Francisco. Due to work commitments, Matthew still hasn't moved to Ann Arbor. While I enjoy the solitude that my own space gives me, it doesn't feel quite like a home just yet. I did, however, recently finish decorating my new apartment. With a few larger furniture pieces newly purchased from antique stores in the area, my design aesthetic is finally coming together. Think midcentury meets Southwest.