Does anyone else feel like summer is the least challenging season, clothing-wise? I start getting all starry-eyed in late spring, daydreaming about the cute outfits I'll wear as soon as my legs can bear to be bare. Skirts, dresses, wedges, you name it! Cue to the magazine style photo of happily laughing girls in the sunshine, dressed to a T (sweat doesn't exist here, to state the obvious).
And then reality sets in, in the form of a Kentucky summer so drenched with humidity you might as well have just jumped in a pool of it. I am quickly reminded that the only thing I care about is wearing as little clothing touching my skin as possible. Doing my hair every day is fruitless, as it will quickly become a frizzy mess, scraped up into a bun at the earliest possible moment. Looking fashionable is pushed to the furthest extremes of my mind. Before I know it, summer is coming to a close and I realize I've spent 80% of it in my bathing suit and my favorite pair of cutoffs, makeup free and hair kinked by chlorine. But honestly, is there anything more satisfying?
Evidently not blogging, as evidenced by my three month respite :)
But fall is such a breath of fresh air (literally! Ha!) in this respect. As the air starts getting crisper at night, you'll be hard pressed to find girls that aren't at some point murmuring to their friends: "Tights! Boots! Ooh, sweaters!" It's the quintessential grass-is-always-greener, seasons-are-always-season-ier mindset. We want what we don't have, and all I want right now is to dust off my Fryes, bulk up my winter tights game, and layer pieces to my hearts content. Winter can stay away forever, as a mere sprinkling of snow adds 50 years to my age and takes 20 MPH off my speedometer. But fall? Leaves changing and football games and apple cider? Sign me up.
Fall Fashion Picks, coming soon!
