I know you don’t want to hear it (neither do I), but you can’t deny it. The mornings are getting cooler and the days are getting shorter – fall is just around the corner. Now, while I hate saying goodbye to summer (repeat: HATE), there are a few things I love about the 2-3 weeks of fall that we get here in Chicago. 1. Leaves changing color, because let’s face it people, that’s just freaking gorgeous. 2. Hot beverages: Don’t get me wrong, I love a good iced coffee, but there’s nothing like a nice hot mocha to kickstart your day. 3. Boots! I’m a boot fanatic. It’s a problem. Like the boy had to sit me down and tell me that I can’t buy any more boots unless I get rid of some. I didn’t listen, obviously, but it did make me aware that maybe I am a little boot crazy. So, for fall I’m always excited to see what new boots are coming out and how many I can add to my closet. (Answer: not a lot, I am kinda running out of room. Does the attic count as a closet?)
I have never understood the whole resort wear thing in the winter time. Are there seriously that many people going on tropical vacations in the winter that we need a whole other fashion season for it? I’m not. Most working class people I know are not, so rich people must need a lot of palm print dresses. I don’t get it. It’s like a terrible tease when your sitting in your office on a 20 degree day. However, I do love that resort wear style for summer! Where it’s appropriate and makes sense. Like at a lighthouse oasis by the beach.
We’ve had quite a few inches of snow here in Chicago the last few weeks. Meaning that I’ve hardly been away from my Dr. Martens and fleece lined leggings at all and while I do adore both of those things, sometimes you do start to hate wearing the same shoes every single day. This is why I own like 40 pairs of shoes – I like variety. Winter does not like variety. It’s cold and bleak and snowy pretty much the whole time, meaning there is no place for tights or heels or anything cute unless you want to freeze and you like having everyone look at you like you’re a maniac.
Ah, estate sale shopping. That is the life. If my day job could be hunting for gems at estate sales, I’d be one happy camper. Unfortunately, it’s just a hobby for now, but when you hit a jackpot it’s oh-so-satisfying! I stumbled across a gorgeous collection that belonged to a little stylish lady who travled a lot in her lifetime with her husband. The collection of souvenir plates in their home was out of this world. But, naturally, I gravitated towards the closets and I was not disappointed. This little number is definitely one of my favorites that I picked up recently. So simple, yet so eye catching with it’s delicately detailed collar and sleeves.