The last few mornings have been downright cool, breezy and refreshing. I’m not going to be tricked into thinking that it’s going to be fall weather anytime soon; 26 years of living in Philadelphia has disabused me of the belief that seasons will stick to their prescribed temperatures. Thanksgiving or even New Year’s day can be unseasonably warm. But it hasn’t stopped me from dreaming of unpacking all my fall clothing, seeing all that tweed and plaid and wool again. Breaking in a new pair of oxfords, wearing a scarf with everything. Hot apple cider! Pumpkin picking! Oh my god, I can’t wait. I know that when winter hits and I’m walking to the subway in freezing rain and snow I’ll be singing a different tune, but for now, bring on October.
In the meantime, today’s Friday Five is my dream fall wardrobe.
I mean, obviously I’m kidding with $300 gloves and a $2,000 bag. But a girl can dream, right? And I used to say that by the time I was 30 I wanted a classic Chanel quilted bag, but I’m amending that to be a Céline mini luggage tote. Come on, look at that thing. How chic is that coat? It’s from H&M! I’d spill something on it within seconds, I just know it. And while I do love those loafers, my feet would be entirely ravaged by them for any extensive amount of walking. In New York on Wednesday, I wore a pair of black Vans that I’d worn multiple times before and the backs of feet actually bled on the bus home. I’m still walking funny, trying not to put any pressure on my heels. Every pair of shoes I’ve ever worn for as long as I can remember do the same thing to my poor feet. I’m clearly meant to be barefoot. But barefoot is not chic. Neither is that cheeky umbrella, but I absolutely have to have it. How funny is that?
What are you guys up to this weekend? Anybody else wishing for fall like me? In a bit of sad news, Boyfriend was suddenly scheduled to go to India for two weeks for work. I found on Wednesday. He leaves on Saturday. Clearly this weekend I will be stocking my apartment with alcohol and barricading myself in.
I’ll be back later today with another post (I KNOW, RIGHT?!) because my new Warby Parker glasses are arriving today. And I can’t resist an opportunity to take a picture of my face. Even though I have two giant mosquito bites on it. We ate inside, even though the weather was decidedly fall-like and comfortable enough to dine outdoors, and I still managed to get eaten alive. Two on my face, two on my left arm, one on my left knee, and one on my right ankle. So you can add “itching” to the list of things I’ll be complaining about this weekend.
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