Autumn: crunching yellow, crisp leaves under your bulky combat boots as you rush to class with a hot cup of coffee in your hand; the lingering smell in the morning from a dead bonfire; the cold air nipping at your nose and through your flannel.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year {… besides maybe Christmas}. Autumn is when we turn in our tank tops and shorts in exchange for our leggings or favorite distressed jeans. It’s when we start to get ready for winter by indulging in one too many pumpkin bars or Joe’s cheeseburgers and then hide it under our extra large sweaters.
Waking up in the morning to a freezing room, you peer outside your window and can practically visualize the season transitioning as your eyes gaze at the variety of colors.
It’s the time where fashion and coziness finally coexist. Fall is a time where you can slip on your favorite oversized sweater that lingers past your butt and falls slightly off your shoulder. Perfectly smooshed in between the sweltering humidity and icy sadness, it’s the time where brisk winds play and sneak through your hair. It’s the time of the year where we are encouraged to look slouchy cute, and I will never object.
Sweater weather season is filled with lazy and peaceful mornings. It’s the season of cuddling under heavy blankets while warming your fingers around a mug of hot chocolate as you watch movies all day in your fuzzy socks.
The time when you can go apple picking and hide your freshly picked apples in your purse just in case you get hungry when you are lost in the corn maze. It’s the time when you spike the cider and drink a little too much.
It’s the time when we regress into children and stomp or jump in every pile of leaves we see. The time when you can go on walks and see the most brilliant colors everywhere you look.
The time of pure air and pumpkin flavored everything, all while wearing a sweater.
