Insta Lately: Vol. 7

I apologize in advance if I posted another installment in my Insta Lately series only two weeks apart. I needed to catch up with it since I almost forgot about posting one for last month. I skipped some photos that are already posted here on the blog to avoid duplication (except for one); I hope you don’t mind!

one. My closest grade school friend and her then-boyfriend-now-fiancé own a bar called Tiki Bar in Nagcarlan, Laguna. I felt a thrill of excitement when I saw these decors at Home Depot in one of our random trips there. (P.S. They’re getting married this December! I wish I’d be there, though.) | two. A #ThrowbackThursday post to when my auntie was visiting us here in San Diego. We went inside The Museum of Man in Balboa Park just to pass the time. | three. I took this right outside the dentist’s office prior to my dental surgery (wisdom tooth extraction), and thought the fall season has arrived.

(Outfit details on #2: Forever21 utility jacketsimilarLevi’s light wash denim jeans, similarPayless white sneakers, similar)

four. I posted three consecutive photos on Instagram at the time Roan and I went to Pacific Beach to unwind. This one’s my favorite because the surfers were waiting to catch a wave. (P.S. We didn’t know that La Jolla Shores had been closed earlier that day due to a hammerhead shark sighting.) | five. This was my ‘transitioning to fall’ outfit when we went to San Francisco on a whim. | six. The University Ave in Palo Alto remains to be my favorite spot in The Bay Area.

(Outfit details on #5: Old Navy boyfriend gingham shirt, similarOld Navy jeans; Old Navy cross-body bag; Old Navy slip-ons)

seven. Most mornings are spent planning the day or week ahead. (All items in this photo are from ban..) | eight. That one Friday night Roan and I went to Qualcomm as spectators of Race Legal San Diego. I reckon my Snapchat friends weren’t too happy when I simultaneously posted cars burning out. Sorry, guys! | nine. One chilly night, Roan and I drove down to Coronado Island to sit by the fire, and people-watch. Sometimes, that’s just how we roll.

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