We’ve been awaiting your arrival.
I love fall. I walked out last night and it smelled like october and I was so happy.
And I went apple picking for the first time today! I think apple picking might be the best thing a teenager could ever do, because teenagers are all about balancing the older-ness and the younger-ness and when you go apple picking, somehow they come into balance perfectly by themselves. There is no feeling I have ever experienced that is even slightly comparable to that of stick your nose onto the cloudy surface of a fresh-picked, un-shined apple and inhaling something like birth and death and giddiness and melancholy all wrapped up in a sweet red and green wrapper.
“Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”
Happy Cozy-Dressing!
P.S. In order to keep the post frequency going on here, I’m going to turn this into a pure inspiration blog: everything and anything that strikes my fancy will make its way onto here, hopefully hopefully.
