“Pale September, I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin” – Fiona Apple
I love fall. Cool temperatures, bright-coloured leaves, hot chocolate, Wolford tights, my Cream Confection Jacket. But I just have one question: Where the hell is it?
Yesterday I wore this…
…and came home a disgusting, sweaty mess. It’s the end of September, and I’m still melting.
It’s been really warm over the past two weeks, and up until yesterday I had been enjoying not wearing tights and still wearing summer shoes, but now I’ve had it. I want cold weather now. I’ll regret saying that in a few months, but that’s what I want now.