Looking down over the past few weeks, it's fairly obvious that the seasons are truly changing. After a summer in shorts and sundresses, it's hard to accept the chilly changes coming to town. I eased into it with shorts and long sleeve button down shirts. Consider this to be my toddler tantrum moment pouting that I'm just not ready to see summer go.
But leaves are changing and falling and the air has turned crisp and cool. Jeans and flannel shirts {and my forever glaring white flipper feet because I wear sneakers in the garden all summer} have found their way into the rotation. It's not summer style but I don't hate it. What do you think the chances are we can keep this fall weather until spring? I could live with that deal!
And then there's this. I call it the girl who gave up on life look. Leggings, which I still maintain are not pants {or simply not pants for short} and a sweatshirt. Sometimes on dreary days, this is just the best I can muster up.
This Florida girl misses her home state something fierce right now. It's getting harder and harder to stay away from those south FL winters...
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