I admit, I fall into the stereo type. I am in love with F A L L. I am the stereo typical Yoga pants wearing, pumpkin spice latte drinking, hopeless romantic that doesn’t see fall as a season but a way of life. I remember when I was in first grade and we were carving pumpkins as a class. My mom came to pick me up and as we walked to the car I stomped on every leaf I came into contact with. I love the crisp breeze and the ever-present feeling that something magical could happen at any moment. At one point in my life I wanted to name my daughter September regardless of what month she was born. My dream is a world where work does not exist, it is constantly 60 or below, cuddling and watching movies are required and no one gets fat from all of the amazing cookies and cakes that are made during cuddling breaks. I love that Christmas is around the corner and that family is required to spend time together. If I could be an Elf my life would be complete.
I know… I have accepted my addiction.
It is a cruel joke that I live in southern California where it is 60 degrees two days out of the year. If we’re lucky. Regardless, I am dreaming away. I hope this season brings every magical wish to life for you. Happy September!