Sometimes things just fall into place. Sam & Harry had locked me in to shoot their gorgeous wedding at Circa 1876, but before then it just so happened that I was cruising through their local postcode (or zip code as it were) in SF. We hit up a couple of locations at sunrise and sunset, but the sun could barely be seen at either time through through the iconic fog (who even has his own insta). Regardless, these champs pushed onwards powered by coffee & Burmese food, with only minimal breaks to wear a jacket and avoid critical hypothermia. Let it be known that whatever you’re wearing, you’re never dressed appropriately in San Fran.