July 12th, 2010
In college I spent many hours at Union Station (it’s also when I discovered this street) while traveling up and down the Southern California coast. It feels like you’re back in an entirely different era and the architecture alone is worth the trip. This past weekend, after a day spent at museums, we headed over to Union Station to stock up on magazines, buy ice cream sandwiches and people watch. Since the weather was gray and muggy, I wore what’s usually my poolside cover-up and my new tiered skirt in the brightest of pinks.