Friday, September 10, 2010
nigel sylvester by night
What's not to LOVE about Nigel Sylvester and his bmx crew? Check out the trix, the fashion, the nightlife, the Big Apple.
Yum!
Labels:
bmx,
film,
hot dudes on bikes,
new york,
video
Thursday, September 9, 2010
I can haz bike
Toonces eat your heart out. Here are some cats who know where it's at.
Yes, I am partial to white cats.

Photo by dpreece7

Photo by andrew smith7

Photo by Forest Fruits

Photo by Julz...

Photo by Rob Sargent

Photo by HopsMaltYeast

Photo by ladyinmt

This one from Carlos Alkmin is so good that I'm posting it again.

And if Cloud were ever to ride a bike, I hope this is what she'd look like.
Yes, I am partial to white cats.

Photo by dpreece7

Photo by andrew smith7

Photo by Forest Fruits

Photo by Julz...

Photo by Rob Sargent

Photo by HopsMaltYeast

Photo by ladyinmt

This one from Carlos Alkmin is so good that I'm posting it again.

And if Cloud were ever to ride a bike, I hope this is what she'd look like.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Happy Birthday To Me
What better way to celebrate than in the company of some Hot Dudes!

The MacDaddy of Pedicabs, I must say.
Photo by whiterice

Little dog in BIG basket. :-D
Photo by a.pic.a.day

eva.lu brings us SoCal surfer dudes! Thanks, GF!

Calling the Masses in Buenos Aires
Photo by Felix Busso

Oh hai, Kristin, wait let me put my earpiece in.
Thanks, Mikael!

Hey KT - I wrote this song for you!
Gracias, carlosagh!

Cape Cod Cycles Chic and Sleeveless, thank heavens.
Photo by JoeMBPro

Anyone who can do trix like this is way HOT.
Photo by David R Munson

The MacDaddy of Pedicabs, I must say.
Photo by whiterice

Little dog in BIG basket. :-D
Photo by a.pic.a.day

eva.lu brings us SoCal surfer dudes! Thanks, GF!

Calling the Masses in Buenos Aires
Photo by Felix Busso

Oh hai, Kristin, wait let me put my earpiece in.
Thanks, Mikael!

Hey KT - I wrote this song for you!
Gracias, carlosagh!

Cape Cod Cycles Chic and Sleeveless, thank heavens.
Photo by JoeMBPro

Anyone who can do trix like this is way HOT.
Photo by David R Munson
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Extra! Extra! Read all about it! Free Art for SF!

SF does it again - pushing the [um] envelope on public art. Paper Girl delivers.
From the Paper Girl website:
In the style of American paperboys, rolled art pieces are distributed in the streets to random passers-by for FREE!
Submission Deadline is SEPTEMBER 18th
There are no guidelines as to format, subject matter, or quantity one can submit. Anything can be submitted: prints, photos, drawings, paintings, zines, writings, textiles, etc. The only requirement is that the art be flexible enough to be rolled up!
All submissions can be mailed to:
Papergirl SF
PO Box 410156
San Francisco, CA 94141
Saturday, September 4, 2010
chic guys | chic gals
Friday, September 3, 2010
Back in the Saddle!
Your precious behind on the wrong saddle...

plus a dose of urban cycling...

can lead to some serious issues. Don't let cycling become a pain in the ass!

Luckily for my sake, my coccydynia symptoms haven't progressed much past my tailbone. I've seen a doctor and a physical therapist, and have resorted to old fashioned pain relief - sitting on ice and taking painkillers. Though it's going to take a while to heal, one can avoid chronic coccydynia.
Start here: Measure your butt! At Mike's Bikes, you can get specially fitted for a saddle. They have this nifty contraption they refer to as the "Assometer."

It measures the space between your sit bones, so they can determine the right sized bike seat for your tush.
When you're actually sitting on your sit bones and not your tailbone, you feel like your posture is a heck of a lot better and in my case, there has been an instantly noticeable reduction in the tailbone pain. KT is a happy girl again!

The sales rep at Mike's picked out this Specialized saddle for me, and it seems to be helping. So far, those notorious SF potholes haven't felt like the jackhammer they once did.

And serendipitously enough, I was introduced to the Pedal Panties gals, and I got myself my very own pair of stylish purple panties with a subtle butt pad so you can wear them under skirts and dresses with no VPL to speak of.

It feels good to be back in the saddle! Ride on!

plus a dose of urban cycling...

can lead to some serious issues. Don't let cycling become a pain in the ass!

Luckily for my sake, my coccydynia symptoms haven't progressed much past my tailbone. I've seen a doctor and a physical therapist, and have resorted to old fashioned pain relief - sitting on ice and taking painkillers. Though it's going to take a while to heal, one can avoid chronic coccydynia.
Start here: Measure your butt! At Mike's Bikes, you can get specially fitted for a saddle. They have this nifty contraption they refer to as the "Assometer."

It measures the space between your sit bones, so they can determine the right sized bike seat for your tush.
When you're actually sitting on your sit bones and not your tailbone, you feel like your posture is a heck of a lot better and in my case, there has been an instantly noticeable reduction in the tailbone pain. KT is a happy girl again!

The sales rep at Mike's picked out this Specialized saddle for me, and it seems to be helping. So far, those notorious SF potholes haven't felt like the jackhammer they once did.

And serendipitously enough, I was introduced to the Pedal Panties gals, and I got myself my very own pair of stylish purple panties with a subtle butt pad so you can wear them under skirts and dresses with no VPL to speak of.

It feels good to be back in the saddle! Ride on!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Dog Days of Summer
No helmet. No leash. (I'm not advocating, just documenting.)

As Mikael puts it, Style Over Speed.

Hope you're all enjoying the hot weather!

As Mikael puts it, Style Over Speed.

Hope you're all enjoying the hot weather!
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Maneuvering Market Street
Market Street - SF's main drag, and what a mess! Potholes, taxis, jaywalkers, busses, streetcars... and us - the cyclists! It can prove to be daunting for some, but once you get the hang of it, the only way to do Market Street is in style.

The first day of her visit, I coaxed my cousin Tiffany from Minneapolis to ride up and down Market. All the hustle and bustle nearly gave her a heart attack, but she came out smiling and lives to tell!

If you do it every day, being followed by a large Muni bus ain't no thang.

When all is said and done, however, I do love the improvements to Market so far. The separated green bike lanes (though confusing crossovers at times) make for a safer commute, especially on the blocks closed to cars. I look forward to the day when Tiffany will be able to cruise Market without the threat of vehicular traffic.

The first day of her visit, I coaxed my cousin Tiffany from Minneapolis to ride up and down Market. All the hustle and bustle nearly gave her a heart attack, but she came out smiling and lives to tell!

If you do it every day, being followed by a large Muni bus ain't no thang.

When all is said and done, however, I do love the improvements to Market so far. The separated green bike lanes (though confusing crossovers at times) make for a safer commute, especially on the blocks closed to cars. I look forward to the day when Tiffany will be able to cruise Market without the threat of vehicular traffic.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Giants are Wild... maybe
George - my friend and fellow SF native - and I are Giants fans. And because this bike is orange (Go Giants), I got George back in the saddle and we rode to a game.

My dad didn't ride a bike to the game, but he's awfully fun to drink beers with!

The Giants' ballpark is stunning any time of day, but especially at sunset...

when the moon rises over Splash Landing.

So with the Giants, you win some and you lose some, but on this particular night we kicked butt - 11 to 2!

Crossing fingers for that Wild Card...

My dad didn't ride a bike to the game, but he's awfully fun to drink beers with!

The Giants' ballpark is stunning any time of day, but especially at sunset...

when the moon rises over Splash Landing.

So with the Giants, you win some and you lose some, but on this particular night we kicked butt - 11 to 2!

Crossing fingers for that Wild Card...
Monday, August 30, 2010
Retour à Soi | Return to Self

Jennifer a.k.a. Stitch Diva is my friend from high school. We met back in the day in French II, and after a long silence, we reconnected a few years ago via the interwebz. On Saturday, we biked from SF to Mill Valley for our Tam High Reunion BBQ!

On Jennifer:
Pants: Target
Shirt: Walmart
Sandals: Chaco
Belt: Local Artisans - Namaste Glass
Earrings: From a shop in Little India, Singapore
Glasses: Generics from somewhere
Cardi Wrap: Hairpin Lace multi-functional garment that is hand-crocheted from a pattern at Stitch Diva Studios www.stitchdiva.com
Orange Townie 3i - Loaner bike from KT

On Kristin:
Black bolero wrap sweater: Loehmann's
Fish tank dress: Barcelona
Necklace: Paris
Capri Pants: Loehmann's
Mary Janes: Naot
Shades: found on street
Bike: Le rouge et noir does it again
It was Jennifer's first time biking over the bridge.

We had impromptu good times at the BBQ.

After the BBQ, we sealed the perfect day with a ferry ride back to SF.
Labels:
bike wardrobe remix,
friends,
Golden Gate Bridge
Saturday, August 28, 2010
DFF Bike Fashion - the Disposable Film
Have you been missing KT's video chronicles? Here's the latest installment, something a little different - a cinematic bike wardrobe remix of the masterminds behind the Disposable Film Festival.
For more Vélo Vogue Films, subscribe to Vélo Vogue's Vimeo Channel.
Labels:
bike wardrobe remix,
disposable film festival,
film,
video
Friday, August 27, 2010
Mad Style
I grew up hanging out with advertising executives and creatives in this building.

My dad was the Don Draper of San Francisco. Now my dad is semi-retired and I work directly across from that very building. For decades I felt that I was living in my dad's shadow in this town, until I saw this ad on the building where my dad's rep as THE Ad Man took root.

Vélo Vogue creates a name for itself in Ad-Land.

My dad was the Don Draper of San Francisco. Now my dad is semi-retired and I work directly across from that very building. For decades I felt that I was living in my dad's shadow in this town, until I saw this ad on the building where my dad's rep as THE Ad Man took root.

Vélo Vogue creates a name for itself in Ad-Land.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
The Burning Man Cometh
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