Erynn Alice @erynnalice

http://erynnalice.com/

Kansas Citian in love with San Francisco. Also dogs. Always coffee.

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I picked up Corey right after he got off work at midnight, we drove 4.5 hours to Yosemite for sunrise and then, almost immediately, 4.5 hours back. He held Kismet on his lap for the majority of the ride, chose the most ridiculous Howard Stern shows to listen to and was/is/forever shall be the world's calmest navigator ("no worries, but you gotta get off here. You can do it!") He's my favorite for a million reasons, but especially because he indulges me on things like a long drive for a rad view. Even when it leaves him very few hours to sleep between shifts. While the two of us have entirely different sleep needs and schedules, at least Kismet and Corey are firmly aligned. First sleep, then...anything else (but probably food or specifically cheese.)
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I picked up Corey right after he got off work at midnight, we drove 4.5 hours to Yosemite for sunrise and then, almost immediately, 4.5 hours back. He held Kismet on his lap for the majority of the ride, chose the most ridiculous Howard Stern shows to listen to and was/is/forever shall be the world's calmest navigator ("no worries, but you gotta get off here. You can do it!") He's my favorite for a million reasons, but especially because he indulges me on things like a long drive for a rad view. Even when it leaves him very few hours to sleep between shifts. While the two of us have entirely different sleep needs and schedules, at least Kismet and Corey are firmly aligned. First sleep, then...anything else (but probably food or specifically cheese.)

Sand for lunch.
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Sand for lunch.

Queen Kismet in her self-made pillow throne.
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Queen Kismet in her self-made pillow throne.

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I briefly lost my kitchen table to plants and junk mail and all that stuff you take out of your bag at the end of the day. (Now that mess is piled on the kitchen counters behind me πŸ™ƒ)
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I briefly lost my kitchen table to plants and junk mail and all that stuff you take out of your bag at the end of the day. (Now that mess is piled on the kitchen counters behind me πŸ™ƒ)

My baby is all grown up! Kismet turned 9 yesterday and did her first leash-free walk today. It was only a half a block, but she stayed within several feet of me the whole time, wagging her curly tail and returning on command. The farthest she ever gets from me is this climb up my back stairs. I hope she's always faster than me πŸ˜»πŸ’πŸΆ
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My baby is all grown up! Kismet turned 9 yesterday and did her first leash-free walk today. It was only a half a block, but she stayed within several feet of me the whole time, wagging her curly tail and returning on command. The farthest she ever gets from me is this climb up my back stairs. I hope she's always faster than me πŸ˜»πŸ’πŸΆ

The first week I moved to San Francisco, I went to my first photoshoot as an observer. Nearly 6 years later, I'm directing my first photoshoot, swapping props, picking models, critiquing manicures. It was so lovely to own a project like this beginning to end and have the full support of my manager and team behind me. I felt like a a badass boss πŸ’ͺ the whole time! And so empowered to be one with our super experienced, rad (mostly all-lady) crew for this 2-day shoot. I cannot wait to show you what we have going live in June πŸ“ΈπŸ˜ŽπŸš˜βœŒοΈπŸ’•
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The first week I moved to San Francisco, I went to my first photoshoot as an observer. Nearly 6 years later, I'm directing my first photoshoot, swapping props, picking models, critiquing manicures. It was so lovely to own a project like this beginning to end and have the full support of my manager and team behind me. I felt like a a badass boss πŸ’ͺ the whole time! And so empowered to be one with our super experienced, rad (mostly all-lady) crew for this 2-day shoot. I cannot wait to show you what we have going live in June πŸ“ΈπŸ˜ŽπŸš˜βœŒοΈπŸ’•

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I sang my heart out to every lyric and cried to That Winter of '95. 20 years of pop punk and all the memories in between, thanks for all the songs @newfoundglory
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I sang my heart out to every lyric and cried to That Winter of '95. 20 years of pop punk and all the memories in between, thanks for all the songs @newfoundglory

Bob Hesler disappeared back to Kansas and a new gel-pen-art 'E' appeared on my mirror. He's given me a lot of gel pen art. Someday I hope I inherit his "Thug Life" gel pen sign, I think it sums Bob up quite well.
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Bob Hesler disappeared back to Kansas and a new gel-pen-art 'E' appeared on my mirror. He's given me a lot of gel pen art. Someday I hope I inherit his "Thug Life" gel pen sign, I think it sums Bob up quite well.

My dad is in town and his one request was to go to Napa. I drove us to a castle in Calistoga and he took down "do not enter" signs to go see special corridors ("oh Erynn Alice, that sign clearly fell down, I didn't touch it,") and then surprised me by enjoying 2/5 of the wines he sampled, not bad for a guy who now claims "alcohol tastes weird." Then he invited the sommelier to Kansas City for a good steak, which is not surprising at all for Bob Hesler. If you would like an invite to KC for a steak, he'll be in SF until Tuesday and will gladly ask you a million questions with that stern stare.
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My dad is in town and his one request was to go to Napa. I drove us to a castle in Calistoga and he took down "do not enter" signs to go see special corridors ("oh Erynn Alice, that sign clearly fell down, I didn't touch it,") and then surprised me by enjoying 2/5 of the wines he sampled, not bad for a guy who now claims "alcohol tastes weird." Then he invited the sommelier to Kansas City for a good steak, which is not surprising at all for Bob Hesler. If you would like an invite to KC for a steak, he'll be in SF until Tuesday and will gladly ask you a million questions with that stern stare.

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I love this tiny patio.
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I love this tiny patio.

Rug of my dreams! πŸ’• (and a swollen/sprained/ruined left ankle)
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Rug of my dreams! πŸ’• (and a swollen/sprained/ruined left ankle)

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