At the end of my most recent West Coast business trip, I played hooky* from work and left for wine country with my San Francisco-based friend C.
When we left SF, it was drizzly with heavy cloud cover. After about thirty minutes of driving, it looked like this.
What a treat it must be to live so close to this beautiful part of the country! Continue reading
…except when it’s a creepy, creepy mask.
I wouldn’t even try it on. Beyond the rubber smell, something about this mask freaked me out. Maybe the way it reminded me of this classic movie scene.
Oddly enough, I spotted the mask in a store in rather elegant Sonoma Square.