Karl the Fog is a beloved, yet unforgiving part of life in San Francisco. A typical August that delivers blistering heat for our country will instead blanket San Francisco avenues with mists and sub-optimal temperatures.
That didn’t stop festival fashion from getting suitably light on fabric, once the sun peaked out for a couple hours on day two of Outside Lands. Say what you want about the Coachella girls — respectfully — but many of us admired their bravery. Or scratched our heads over it.
“Every year. That’s why those $200 blankets sell out on day 1,” one reader said. Added our photographer, Courtney Muro: “I’m telling you guys, you’re too hot at that age to get cold.”
“The weather doesn’t stop you from dressing in short skirts until your 30s,” she said. Muro brought us several iconic moments:
A little unconventional crowdsurfing? For San Franciscans, no fucking problem —
Serving jump rope like a rockstar —
The lackadaisical bushman —
Allllll the 🍑 🍑🍑—
The doggy Boy Scout that kept us civil —
Where’s Waldo at Chappell Roan —
Winter is coming, Dan —
Festival fashion meets costumed joy—
The pink cowboys made everyone happy —
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