Flaneurette

I love San Francisco and the people in it. I observe and file it away. This is just some stuff.
I’ve been looking for a city of wooden combs my whole life….

I’ve been looking for a city of wooden combs my whole life….

Hello. I’m cute.

Hello. I’m cute.

Flaneurette...

The idea for this collection of keyboard musings came about a bit over two years ago in a semi-lucid state. I believe I was inbetween jobs, attempting to enroll in fashion design school and going through a serious “WTF am I doing with my life” kind of phase. Obviously these moments of crisis often bring clarity and conjure up brilliant ideas like, “What if I start a blog. A novel plan!”

Flaneur is from the French “to stroll” and the great Charles Baudelaire once felt that the dapper dandies of post-Revolutionary France who casually walked the streets were an important part of the new culture and society. That’s a little too deep for my purposes (philosophy majors correct me if I’m wrong!) but I felt that it was indicative of my personality and my intentions for this forum. I think the act of strolling around, observing and taking it all in, is a lost art… and people are missing out. This is just going to be some observations from around the city, comments on fashion, design, politics and whatever else I think of. Hopefully it will develop organically into something on its own. 

-M. 

“I like outlaws.”

Don’t you think we need more outlaws these days?

Tom Robbins