Dry Creek


This weekend Arthur and I went on a little drive to Healdsburg for some wine tasting at Dry Creek. It was warm, as the wine country often is in October (especially during this drought), and I thought this red cotton dress from Mata Traders would be perfect for an 80-degree afternoon of wine tasting. October is Fair Trade Month after all, so I’ve been wearing a lot of fair trade clothing and accessories to show my support.

And while the weather was nice, it’s definitely unsettling how warm it is right now. Let’s hope it rains soon, and that it rains for a long while.






Ferry Comics

Men of the Larkspur Ferry

As some of you may know, I like drawing silly comics like sometimes. I never studied drawing and I have zero technical know-how (that much is clear), but I just like drawing stuff for fun. Always have!

This week I thought I’d draw some of the faces I see on my daily commute to work. There are some people who just stand out to me for whatever reason. Whether they look like somebody famous, have a really distinctive look, or are doing something just slightly out of the ordinary, it’s just really fun to observe my fellow commuters.

There may be a Part 2 to this comic sometime in the future. We’ll see!

PS, The text got cut off a bit on my scanner, so the Viking guy has seen “many a battle.” Not “man, a battle.”

400th Post: Oaks


Welcome to my 400th post, everyone!

It’s crazy to think I’ve been maintaining this blog for over five years. Thanks to all my readers and supporters!

Today I thought I’d highlight some of my home state’s natural scenery and show some of these outfit photos taken in California’s dry, oak-dappled hills. I wore my tiny nautical skirt, which I haven’t worn in a long time due to its insane shortness and tendency to wrinkle easily. But it felt like the perfect thing to wear in this September heat, along with some black boots of course. Despite our drought, I still force autumn staples like these boots into my wardrobe. Soon it will be cold enough to justify my wearing them, I hope!

I feel like this outfit calls back to my old punk days a little bit. I guess the more things change, the more they stay the same.








Thank you all for supporting Un Petit Fauve over the last five years. You all are the best.


Many thanks to Arthur for taking all these photos.

Black is the Color

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It’s still a little bit summery out here. I’m not much of a warm weather person, and since this past year has been nothing but warm weather (stupid drought), I’ve been wearing a lot of all-black outfits in anticipation of Fall and Winter (I hear we may get some rain after all, yay!).

This is a great all-black warm weather outfit: a cotton blend crop top and skirt with black oxfords. Nothing else needed! This may be the plainest outfit I’ve ever blogged about, but sometimes it’s good to celebrate the simple things and find pleasure in total minimalism.

Plus, I am wearing my Mitla Moda fair trade chaquira bracelet…that counts as color!

Harvest Moon

no blood, no wasteland
we pull gently on the earth like a bear’s paw

where our fingers peel open acorn shells
and we smile at bursting sycamores, red
open palms to the lavender sky

somewhere, the rain-loved mountains and rivers embrace
beyond fields parched and cracking, somewhere
there’s a harvest’s heart

Mirror View, Yosemite, North Dome.

Thank you all for reading the 12th and final poem I wrote for my monthly Full Moon Poems series! Looks like we’ve come to the end of this little poetry project of mine. It’s not often I publish my poems for free, so I figured I’d put together this series for anybody who was interested. And as it turns out, a lot of you were! Thank you all so much for reading these little nature poems over this past year.

Of course, if you liked this stuff and want to read more, you should check out my most recent book, Alexandria. You can buy it directly from me right here (or click on the Poetry Shop tab at the top of the page…both will take you to the same place).

And for those of you who haven’t read the complete series, here are links to all the 11 other poems I wrote (I began last year in October).

October: Hunter’s Moon
November: Frost Moon
December: Cold Moon
January: Wolf Moon
February: Hunger Moon
March: Worm Moon
April: Fish Moon
May: Flower Moon
June: Strawberry Moon
July: Buck Moon
August: Grain Moon

My most heartfelt thanks to all of you. I have some more ideas for upcoming poetry projects, so stay tuned…



It’s not often I wear yellow, but I’ve been trying to find ways to style this 1960s skirt for a while now. I picked it up at a great little vintage shop in Amsterdam back in May. It’s easier for me to style a knee-length skirt if it’s either really full or really slinky, but this one only has a very slight a-line. I decided to take a collegiate approach, going for an all-black leg with my Naturalizer oxfords, my favorite schoolboy blazer, and a simple black tank top. Under the jacket is a red belt that came with a late-1930s dress of mine. I wear that belt with lots of outfits, since it’s so sturdy for its age and adds just a little bit of extra color.

I think this skirt will be great to wear this Fall once it starts getting colder. If it gets colder, considering this drought we have.

I’m pretty stoked for my upcoming haircut, because looking at this photo really reminds me how much I need it. It will feel so good to chop this poofy mop of mine down a size…or three…

Grain Moon

low, whispered


where the soil holds the sun to its heart

a cloud quilt

for your gentleness

curled like foxes

I am beginning to feel like a shade no more

carefully rising, the northern spy tree

or three sisters gardens

Ruth St. Denis at Yosemite Valley.

Thank you all so much for checking out the eleventh poem I wrote for my Full Moon Poems series. I can’t believe it’s almost over, or that I’ve been publishing these monthly poems for almost a full year!

Besides the Grain Moon, August’s full moon is sometimes called the Sturgeon Moon, the Corn Moon, or the Red Moon (among many other names).

Tune in next month on the full moon for the final installment of this series. I’m so glad people have been reading and enjoying it. Many, many thanks to you all.

Fair July


As some of you have probably heard (if you follow me on social media) I just started a new job last week! It’s a great content/operations position at a tech company. I’m really enjoying it so far! I’m commuting to San Francisco now, which has actually been not as stressful as I thought it might be, since I get to commute by ferry. I spotted a dolphin on my way to work on Friday morning. Can’t beat a commute that involves cool wildlife sightings!

I ordered myself this Mata Traders dress as a reward for getting the job, and it arrived just in time for me to wear it on my first day. I love that it has a similar shape to some of the vintage 1950s dresses I own. I’ve always loved a good boat neck dress!

I also love this little chaquira bead bracelet from Mitla Moda, an up-and-coming fair trade company that sells gorgeous traditional Mexican handicrafts. Each item is purchased through fair, direct trade, and 100% of the profits are given back to the indigenous communities where these items come from.




Dog Days




Dress: Thrifted
Shoes: ModCloth
Necklace: Vintage, 1950s
Earrings: Saturn earrings from a vendor at Pike’s Place Market like 8 years ago.

A little-known fact: Sometimes I have Odo sit in front of the camera so I can focus and meter. I get these photos as a result:


What a handsome little chap!

Buck Moon

my friend spent her summer visiting
a deer’s carcass

the creek was shallow,
full of weeds,
water limping through its wounds

climbing down ancient knots
rooted into steep banks,
paying respects to blackberry brambles
and fallen tanoak,
she said

the skeleton is showing now
and what strength it has
still, even in bare bones and
fading flesh

Caribou Shed Their Antlers Annually; They Can Be Found Almost Anywhere on the North Slope, Or Here, in the Atigun Valley the Site of Pump Station #4 Appears on the Skyline of the Hill in the Background 08/1973

Thank you for reading the tenth poem I wrote for my Full Moon Poems series! I can’t believe I only have two more of these to write to finish this series. It feels like I just started it yesterday! Time flies when you’re writing dark nature poetry, right?