super vogue

My pal JC and I were on a casual ride through the park to take advantage of Sunday's car-free zone. We were passing by the de Young when I saw this young man eating a hot dog while riding his bike. He was wearing a velvet blazer, pegged jeans, black Vans and purple argyle socks. His name was Andy. I asked if I could take a photo of him, and he proceeded to do this backwards trick for me.
Then he asked me if I had ever seen Superman.
And if you didn't believe me about the socks, well, here they are:
Not sure if Andy makes the case for the "normalization" of cycling in SF, but no one ever said that SF was normal. Thanks for stopping to talk to us, Andy!

dress over pants look

I had pulled to the curb to answer a phone call from Lilia, my VV partner in crime, when I spotted this woman at the corner of Broderick and Oak. Lilia understood and quickly let me go chase this fashionable cyclist through what we SFers fondly call The Wiggle. I finally caught up with her in front of Duboce Park. Her choice of a red Vietnamese silk mini-dress over black velvet pants is a good one for San Francisco, because no matter what the season, the evenings get chilly as soon as the sun goes down. So I applaud her choice for keeping her legs cozy and warm for the imminent nightfall, while flaunting her personal style by day.