left my heart in san francisco {conservatory of flowers}

Dress: A.L.C. (sold out, but similar style here) via Syllabus (thanks, Alicia!); Shoes: Saint Laurent; Clutch: Charlotte Olympia; Necklace: Wendy's Lookbook X Bauble Bar, Jennifer Zeuner (from last year, but similar style here); Sunglasses: Ray-Ban

Thanks for all the kind words about yesterday's post! I'm glad you guys are up for following along my memory lane of sorts through San Francisco. I'm finding it to be both a fitting tribute and also somewhat therapeutic (yep, I just admitted that), so it feels great to have you guys along for the ride.

When I first moved to the city, I was a stone's throw from the Golden Gate Park Panhandle, which is another stone's throw from the Conservatory of Flowers, nestled right at the entrance of the park. I remember one of the first times I rode my bike past the sprawling grounds here and being completely awe-struck. The rolling green hills, the thoughtfully laid out flower beds sprinkled around it and the stark elegance of a white greenhouse, nestled at the top of a hill. I've spent my fair share of weekends here, sprawled out with friends simply losing track of time, wishing the afternoon wouldn't end. And every time I go back, I find myself wanting to sprawl right back out, kick off my heels and get lost in a deliciously lazy afternoon.

Photos by Anna-Alexia Basile

If you're just joining now, you can see the first part of my San Francisco tribute right this way.