Post Street. San Francisco. April 2017. iPhone 6.
I purposely walked around San Francisco to take photos, but didn’t charge my battery. So excuse the iPhoto shots – especially because the lens always has left over coconut oil from my hands. He told me he’s from Pittsburgh – but he explained, Pittsburg in California. Who knew? I got a little American geography lesson.
This dad was so kind to take this little girl out of her stroller, but then she started being a toddler and I felt bad for messing him up. Dealing with a toddler, is equivalent to dealing with a highly drunk, emotional friend – you don’t know what you are going to get – and it’s kind of petrifying!!
But look at that cute face.
Ripped acid wash jeans, so nice.
I love a little neck tattoo. Cute dad.