San Fan season

Back from a quick trip to, where Twain's line about the “coldest winter…” proved true—fog rolling in like a gray cashmere throw, the damp wind blowing enough to make me forget it’s technically still summer in LA. It was the perfect excuse to pile on nearly every new knit I stuffed into my: a over a , all under an . Add a , and suddenly I remembered how well it works to layer and layer again. Moral of the story: when the Bay tells you to bring a sweater, bring five, plus a and a for kicks—and wear them all at once!