imaginary outfit for arranging imaginary flowers in my imaginary house in san francisco

I've never been to San Francisco - never even been to California - so it's perfect territory for imaginations and projections of all sorts. No unkind realism need bother to intrude. Today I'm imagining a careless, graceful life, the kind of life where you have large airy rooms full of carefully chosen things, in the kind of house where you always find fresh flowers on tables in hallways and dishes of cutup pineapple in the refrigerator.