Category Archives: Westerfeld House

Naked Ladies at the Painted Lady

…is not an accurate description of the event happening downstairs in my house as I write. A group from Southern California comes up about three times a year for live artist modeling. This time the theme is pirates – timely. No one is actually naked, though there’s thigh and cleavage in abundance. This time the […]

House Envy

I returned home from my morning cafe break to a near-daily spectacle: a group of tourists gawking at my house. All wearing shorts, apparently under the common, mistaken impression that they would find California weather in San Francisco, they stood at the edge of Alamo Square Park, pointing. As usual, they looked surprised to see […]