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Get Your Tickets Now!!!


That's right...we're live! (And now that we are live I promise to be a better blogger.) The San Francisco Fashion Film Festival is off to a running start and our tickets are now available for purchase over on Eventbrite! Individual showings are on sale for $10 and $15 each, while full festival passes are going for just $75 each!

We are also very happy to announce our lineup of films which we think includes something for everyone:

Saturday, April 7th, 2012

1:00 PM - Ziegfeld Girl - $15 (Costumes by Adrian)

3:30 PM - How I Get Dressed/The Way I Dress - $10

4:15 PM - Jack Taylor of Beverly Hills - $15

6:30 PM – Fashion Shorts - $10

7:15 PM – Barbarella - $15 (Costumes by Jacques Fonteray & Paco Rabanne)


9:45 PM - The Matrix - $15 (Costumes by Kym Barrett)

Sunday, April 8th, 2012

2:00 PM - City of Lost Children - $15 (Costumes by Jean Paul Gaultier)

4:45 PM - Miss Representation - $15

6:45 PM – Fashion Shorts - $10

7:30 PM - God Save My Shoes - $15

9:00 PM - Marie Antoinette - $15 (Costumes by Milena Canonero)

Please visit the "Films" section of our website to read more about these titles, why we chose them, and how we grouped them.

Also...we're offering two events to lead-up to the festival!

On Sunday, March 25th we are partnering with the Disposable Film Festival in their latest class of "Disposable Film 101". This class will have a fashion focus, and we'll talk about ways to make engaging and fun fashion shorts.

On Friday, April 6th, yours truly will be introducing a rare French film from Jacques Becker entitled Falbalas at the de Young Museum as part of its Friday Nights at the de Young. The de Young's highly anticipated exhibition Jean Paul Gaultier: From the Sidewalk to the Catwalk opens on March 23rd, and the San Francisco Fashion Film Festival is pleased to be partnering with the museum to support this exhibition.

Falbalas was made in 1945 in Paris just after the end of World War II. It tells the fictional story of a couturier, and shows the most realistic view of a Parisian couture house of the era on film. When Jean Paul Gaultier saw this film as a young man, it was what prompted him to become a designer...

For more details and information, please visit the "Schedule" page of our fact, just visit our website - it will tell you absoltuely everything you want to know!

Looking forward to seeing everyone in April - please say introduce yourself and say hello!

SF Fashion Film Festival poster by Alice Lam.


Postcard: San Francisco's Chinatown, 1943

San Francisco's famous Chinatown, the largest outside of China itself...

Sent by the U.S. Navy in December, 1943, this postcard went all the way to New Hampshire to someone's Aunty Daisy...

"I visited this place last Sunday. It's a nice place but kind of spooky. It's in San Francisco. I suppose the Chop Suey looks familiar to you don't it? There's a lot of hills in this place and plenty steep too."

I thought this classic view of Grant Avenue was a perfect tribute to the massive Chinese New Year's parade that's happening on Saturday. Chinatown can still be a little bit spooky, and I'm afraid that Chop Suey is very difficult to find these days, but not much else has changed in this image.


Postcard: Ferry Building at Night, San Francisco

Sorry for the delay on postcard posting this week! I've been enjoying the mellow week between the holidays and trying to get organized for the year ahead... So for this week's card I stayed close to home: a classic view from San Francisco featuring the Ferry Building back in the early 20th Century - probably from the 1920s or 1930s.


Postcard: Cliff House, San Francisco


"World Famous Cliff House since 1858. The Cliff House is built upon a cliff at the most westerly point in San Francisco, overlooking the Golden Gate Straits famed Seal Rocks and the ever-changing scenes of the blue Pacific Ocean. The present building is the fifth to be built upon this spot."

As any San Franciscan knows, the Cliff House is a part of our story. Burnt to the ground five or six times, changed owners, reinvented, and then absorbed as part of the National Parks, the place is still standing, still thriving, and still serving a darn good meal over 150 years later. I would sum it up or paraphrase it for you, but instead I encourage everyone to read this brief history of the place because not only is it fascinating, but it serves as a sort of microcosm of the whole San Francisco narrative: historic, regal, fun, and haphazard all in one. In fact, if you read one thing out of this post it should be this history of the Cliff House - I learned so much I don't know what to tell you first!

Of course this postcard is now a lie, of sorts. The Cliff House does not even look like this any longer, after a long and beautiful renovation in 2003. It's now the 6th or maybe 7th building to be on the spot, and the famous sea lions have since migrated to Pier 39 within San Francisco Bay. Ships rarely (but still do) founder on the rocks out there, but mostly its surfers these days. 

The only thing that really remains true are the "ever-changing scenes of the blue Pacific Ocean". But even that is sometimes gray, olive green, teal, turquoise, or cobalt, depending upon the weather, and always with a rim of frothy foam just at the edge.


Tintype Portrait from PhotoboothSF

There's a few reasons why I actually let myself get photographed at PhotoboothSF the other night.

1. I was with a lot of good friends who'd had their photos done and theirs were simply...beautiful. I loved the nuanced grays, the textures, and how the lighting blew out their usual coloring & features. It was them, but not them, and the change was incredibly interesting.

I was also really intrigued by the format - the tintype isn't exactly everywhere these days, and it was such a throw-back that I thought the portraits looked like something from a Ken Burns documentary...

Dear Mother -

The cab ride from The Marina took an eternity. Upon arriving in the Mission I was set upon by hipsters who plied me with a hand-rolled cigarette of sorts, which made everything even more confusing. Their faces were covered in hair, but their heads had none at all, which is why they covered them in baseball hats. The plaid was everywhere. So too, the Wayfarers. The night was dark and the corner we stood upon was active - there was music and laughter and I no longer knew or cared where I was after being absorbed by the general joie de vivre.

I didn't understand the cold touch of a metal can against my lips, nor the correct way to pronounce the word on it's side which was spelled "TECATE". I had forgotten that beer sometimes came in cans.

How did I get here? How do I get home? Are the ATMs safe on this side of town? Will a return taxi accept a credit card? Will you all remember me when I return? Or will I be so changed by these starving, hysterical, naked minds?

I send you my love...

2. It was a rough week. I deserved a fun night out, but I think I was still trying to shake off the mountain of stress I'd absorbed since the Sunday before. When Michael, the photographer, met me. He told me I looked intimidating. Me? Since when is that the read perfect strangers get from looking at me once?

He said "there's a lot of meanness around you." To which I replied, "well, there's been a lot of meanness coming at me this week."

"Well," he said, "it's time to give it back."

3. I was drunk. Yeah. For the first time in a very very long time. Normally I avoid cameras as much as possible, but I'd had just enough to drink to take the edge off of my fear. That, and Erin Dudley positively MacGuyvered me with the fastest hair and makeup session right before my turn. That girl has glamour to go in her little handbag...amazing.

Not that any of it mattered. I still look like a drunk crack whore. Or, as a friend said "it's a sexy mugshot"... Anne Sage of Rue Magazine said it looks like I was "picked up out of a flop house in the Haight in 1968..."

I'm not sure what was in my mind when I sat there trying to hold still for the full three-four seconds it takes to burn the image. I didn't feel angry or sad or any of the emotions that the image seems to convey, which, I suppose is what makes this type of portraiture so interesting. (That, and I think my necklace from Madewell provides a certain graphic texture that's really intriguing.) It's an intense moment - that camera is very close and it's a one-shot process, as opposed to our usual shoot & repeat of the modern, digital age. I had no idea that this "me" was the me that would come out...

It sort of looks like me, but it feels like this person is a stranger to me.


Vote for P&C in the SF Weekly Web Awards 2011!

Guess what everyone? I've been nominated for an AWARD! A legit one too - an SF Weekly Web Award!

I know, it was a complete surprise to me too, but there I am on the list under Category 14 -  "Best Fashion Blogger"! I'm in amazing company too, so the nomination alone is so very exciting!

There's only TWO MORE DAYS of voting to do (polls close on August 30th), so get there and vote for me! Also check out the other categories where you can vote for fun people like MuniDiaries, Broke-Ass Stuart, Necessary Conversation, The Creme Brulee Cart, and With Style Grace, among many others!

HERE'S THE BEST PART: you can vote more than once! So, refresh those screens and keep clicking!

Thank you all so much for your support. This is a thrill!


Postcard: Alcatraz Island

I love this postcard. It's the perfect blend of vintage and spooky, while giving a fairly accurate description of the weather here at this time of year. The marine layer (aka fog) is low and thick, but every once in a while it breaks to reveal a night sky and a bright moon. In this case, the moon highlights tempers the usual menace of the Federal Penitentary known as Alcatraz Island. Alcatraz is still there, of course, and is one of the best places to visit when you come to San Francisco, but its days as a prison are long over.

There's just something so gothic and romantic about this image of The Rock. I keep thinking of how the Alcatraz inmates would say the worst part of being in prison there was its proximity to San Francisco. Depending upon the wind direction, inmates could hear Cable Car bells, music in night clubs, and sometimes smell the breads baking in North Beach or the coffee roasting on the Embarcadero. Knowing all of that was just a mile and a half away must have made the cold, shark-infested water seem worthwhile...


Postcard: San Francisco Cable Car, 1954

SAN FRANCISCO CABLE CAR - Looking down California Street. San Francisco had its first cable car in 1873, replacing the horse car used in that period. Creator of the cable railway was Andrew Hallidie.

This week I noticed that the California Street cable cars were back on their tracks after weeks of construction work on the line. Seeing them just felt right somehow, the way the city should feel. Without them, something was definitely missing!

This card, from 1954 is from Louise & John to a friend in West New York, New Jersey. Louise writes: "How do you like these cars & hills. Mountains I call them. Went to the Muir Valley of Redwoods across Golden Gate Bridge. Next day went to Marines Memorial Club. Nice. Cocktails dinner etc. Wore my wedding dres. Bob & Ben got me a lovely white & pink corsge...."


Postcard: Two Views of Ocean Beach, San Francisco

"The beach stretching south from the Cliff House is one of San Francisco's most popular resorts. Besides the famed Cliff House are to be found the Sutro Baths, the largest of its kind in the world, and the conical-shaped Seal Rocks, the home of herds of Sea Lions."

It's Memorial Day this weekend which means summer is supposedly ready to start, which of course means that Northern California won't see any warmth until October...

But, I thought these two old-timey postcards of San Francisco's Ocean Beach would set the right mood just in case we do get some warm days this weekend. Neither of these are dated (both are blank and both are from the Pacific Novelty Co. of San Francisco), but I would venture to guess they are from the teens or 1920s. The Cliff House that's in the background is the one built after the opulent Victorian one was destroyed in the 1906 earthquake. But, the clothes are still very old-fashioned.

On the second one, I love the pair of ladies in the foreground with the parasol, and the little girl in the bright pink at center. I also love the guy in the middle wading in a full suit and bowler hat.

It's nice to see that Ocean Beach was just as crowded on a sunny day then as it is today!


Bon Weekend!

This photo is from one of my favorites on Etsy - Honeytree, whom I know I've had on here before at some point. I just loved the soft focus and the combination of the lights and the classic San Francisco architecture.

This piece is called Let's Go Out, which I also think sets the perfect tone for the weekend!

Available on Etsy from Honeytree for $30.