the giving tree

the wishing tree 

the big ass tree

I remember a book I read when I was a little girl called the "The Giving Tree," a book about giving, and  the capacity to love, told throughout the life of child. When ever I have an opportunity to step outside my box and travel and teach I think of it as a gift. I just had an ideal opportunity to teach and share the knowledge of the Color line I represent. It was a lovely intimate setting at a hotel with some cutting edge stylists in the bay area and their intent to squeeze every bit of knowledge I had about the newest collection of color and chemistry behind it. Yes I did have to put my thinking hat on and I did have a few brain freezes that were gently nudged away by the support of one of my colleagues. I also had a chance to meet a darling new friend on the plane, a former L.A. transplant and now sophisticated, San Franciso University student who showed me the way around the city and to the Mission district where we dined on the best carne asada in San Francisco here. Being the hipster she is she showed me a funky little bar that we passed loving the outside just had to take a peek in, I could just see myself sitting down here with  a big fat Cosmo, but declined I had work to do. I love boutique hotels and I thoroughly utilized mine, from a midnight visit to the hotels business center  preparing for the next days event. The morning was just as welcoming as I was greeted by this furry baby

 part of the hotel staff

 and this lovely tune as I ate my breakfast in the darling restaurant below

with raisins in my oatmeal shaped like flower petals

 maybe I'm just super nostalgic but every time I leave this city I leave a little of myself. 

Until the next time.

images: nonpareilmagazine, hotelmonaco