ladies' night

Hello my dear readers! Your good ol' KT is suffering a horrible, terrible, no-good, very bad week. I'm super low on sleep and energy. So, instead of writing much about these fine ladies of the night, I'll let you just gawk at their two-wheeled beauty.

Boots and skinny jeans in the Panhandle.


Black on black in the Castro.


Hot mama fixes rolled pant leg.


There, that's much more practical.

San Francisco Autumn

The light is changing. The days are shorter. The layering has begun in earnest.


I really want a pair of boots that work well with jeans tucked in.

going to market

It's one of the most highly bike-trafficked streets in SF, and one of the most un-bike-friendly! But we bike commuters go at twice daily to and from work.

I try to have conversations with other cyclists, but I'm often too afraid that any distraction might cause a collision with a pedestrian, the Muni, a taxi, a delivery vehicle, a tour bus or car door. So I stick to photography. ;-)

A tourist once asked me if it was safe to bike Market Street. My response: "There's definitely a system. And you figure it out quickly!"

DFF: Hot chicks

This post continues our description of the magnificent Disposable Film Festival's bike-in movie night with photos of the a few of the lovely ladies in attendance.

This girl's smile made me want to give her a big hug and then take her home to my momma. I also love the pea coat with skinny jeans.


You can go wrong with combining stripes with a floral print, but not this chick. Leggings and cleats are oh so chic.


After we set up, but before the guests began to arrive, we shot each other. Here, KT poses with one of the event's hosts, Emily of the Good Hotel.

Check out her awesome use of red in her flag, bike, boots and skirt....


...and I humbly present myself, shot by KT with my camera:

Bike: REI
Helmet: Nutcase (rocks!)
Sunglasses: Coach
Sweater: Costco
Blouse: Ann Taylor (yes, I came from work.)
Broach: DFF
Skirt: 440 Brannan (a local-designer boutique)
Tights: probably Ross
Body: 100% San Franciscan

[Nancy Kerschen] Ocean Beach

Somedays a bike ride to the beach is all that's needed to cure a rut. This is one I took of a girl at Ocean Beach. This girl looks cute and casual in her green scarf, skinny jeans and basic flats. We don't know what she's looking at, but it looks like she's having a blast.

SF cycle moment: waiting for the light to change

Lights change every day before our eyes. Red lights, green lights. The sun sets and the sky changes from light to dark. The sun rises and the black of night is pierced with an orange glimmer on the eastern horizon (a.k.a. Oakland, for us SFers).

While we wait patiently at intersections, we may see cars go by, the Muni, cop cars, pedestrians and, yes indeed, other cyclists. We hear the streetcars rolling along tracks, a street performer on the accordion or bagpipes, the jingle of a bicycle bell. We have time to stir the many thoughts we carry in our busy brains, just like the bundles of personal items we carry in our messenger bags, panniers and baskets. We inhale the buzz of urbanity, and we feel a heightened awareness of what it means to be a city dweller, and an appreciation of being part of it all.

freestyle girl

This freestyle girl stopped doing tricks to pose for a pic on this sunny afternoon in the Panhandle.

I've been having dreams about cute little bikes like hers. Maybe I should adopt one.

xtra fun!

Amid the commuters one weekday morning, this urban mom was out for a morning spin with her kids, wearing flats and skinny jeans. Looks like the little boy is having extra fun on the xtracycle!


The two little ones look like vogueurs in training--he in a skull-patterned hoodie, she in a flowing red and white heart-patterned skirt and pink clogs.


Here's another urban mom with her son wearing a robot t-shirt on a three-wheeled scooter.


That's it! Show by example how fun and safe two-wheeling (or three-wheeling) can be, by cycling in the city with the kiddies!

glide

skinny stilettos

San Francisco has apparently not adopted Copenhagen's Style Over Speed cycling manifesto. As I was on my way to the Farmer's Market on Saturday morning, I spotted this woman speeding down Folsom Street listening to her tunes through her earphones, wearing a scarf reminiscent of those worn by either the PLO or Joe Strummer in the Rock the Casbah video, wearing painted on skinny blue jeans, pedaling in her black stilettos, and her arms covered in tattoos. I could hardly keep up with her and tried my best to snap a photo, one hand on my point-and-shoot, the other on my handlebars; one eye on the viewfinder, the other on the traffic lights.

Also, take notice of the fancy red and white checkered style on her bike frame and handlebars.

I was very curious what she was listening to, but didn't have the chance to ask.

BART Vogue

The Bay Area is pretty big, but our primary regional transit system, BART, does bicyclists no favors to help getting around. We're not even allowed on the train during certain times, and when we can ride it, there's no place to put our bikes. That's OK; most of us figured out where to put our feet to keep the bike from rolling around the car.

This gorgeous lady sat down across from me in a blazer, scarf, skinny jeans and loafers. I also appreciated the mat black of her bike. I was too tired to talk to her, but I did surreptitiously snap this photo.

new spin on skinny

We all know about skinny jeans. And boots to boot. But what about stripes with flats? I applaud the effort to diversify le look typique de SF.

city sparkle

I cruised by Café Revolution tonight to see about a boy, who wasn't there. Instead I saw this dazzlingly sparkly lady and her cute pooch poking out from her Swiss Army shoulder bag.


Here she is again contemplating how much better she looks outside of the taxi.

springtime skin

I was impressed by her cute retro-platinum hairdo, string of pearls and skinny jeans tucked into brown leather boots, when I noticed her fancy tattoo popping out of her chiffon blouse.

I complimented her on her style and was pleased to see how happy she was to know how fabulous she looked as she cruised through the Panhandle on a Monday evening in Spring!