it’s the most wonderful time of the year!
Hihihi, Autumn! How I’ve missed you. <<hug hug hug!>>
So long, skeeter bites, eau de Nouveau York detritus on every street corner, rear-knee sweat, et al. Salutations, ankle booties, moto jackets, kaleidoscopic foliage, cornucopia holiday feasting, clean oxygen, et al.
Don’t get me wrong — I’m not actually hating on summertime. In fact, I heart and cherish all seasons for the distinct attributes of (duh) atmospheric condition, dress, produce, activity, and everything else they chaperon, not to mention that true feeling of phases that commence and complete. Rebirth, reinvention, reinvigoration, yada yada, other words that begin with re-, yada yada. However, since becoming a dweller of the right coast, Fall has indeed secured an inspired and express position in my heart. And it’s the only one that always feels shorter than the others, so the time to embrace it is now!
Jason Wu X Target shirt, BDG jeans, Wilfred jacket, Rag & Bone Harrow booties. That is not a lucite clutch–that is my box of dessert fruit.
Reunited and it feels so good. Don’t be fooled by this expression. Giddiness often masquerades as constipation.