You know you’re getting older when fall suddenly becomes more appealing than summer. I had to explain this concept to one of my good friends the other day, as she was ready to end our friendship after I dissed our beloved season summer. See, I just don’t find summer that fun when I can barely squeeze in a handful of beach days [throughout the entire summer and I live in Southern California] and I’m literally watching my skin shed it’s vacation glow. Instead I’m chained to my desk, forced to scroll faster through my Instagram feed as everyone else apparently has the time to hit the beach Monday-Friday.
Buuuuut, before you think about feeling slightly sorry for me, don’t. October is actually my favorite month [is this now the 3rd or 4th time/year I’ve shared that?!], and means I get to bust out the chunky knits, booties, beanies, and black! Oh, how I love black. I just feel super gothic wearing it in the summer and to be honest, I don’t have a lot of color in my wardrobe, so summer has become a little tricky for me.
The other reason I love fall? Well, to make this quick, my fiancé likes to sneakily turn off the AC in our apartment so I roast all day and night and when he wants to cuddle on the couch I’m just too hot. However, when it’s fall and the temperatures are naturally cooler, we have a nice cold breeze continually– making it the perfect indoor conditions for cuddles, blankets, hot chocolate, scary movies, and the fireplace! Bring. On. Fall.