westward bound
One month from today, I will be hopping on a plane pointed west, headed straight to where Tony Bennett left his heart.
For five days I’ll be playing tourist in the land of sea lions, sourdough, and fog named Karl.
san Francisco
Make sure you check back here and on my Instagram for up to the minute vacation shenanigans!
Also, this is my 300th post! What?!
THIS IS MY 300TH POST
That’s a lot of Harry Styles talk.
Let’s try for 300 more!
