The mercury dips to 68° and south Floridians swear it’s times to bring out the infamous UGG boots and scarves. Today, we experienced our first “cool” front of the season in the wee hours of the morning and though it rose to 85°F again by mid day, some got a small dose of what others are experiencing— Fall.
If this wasn’t already a given, Florida is only cursed or (blessed, however you see it), with two seasons—Spring and Summer. And if you happen to live in south Florida or a place with similar climate, then you’re familiar with the struggle we endure dealing with a minimum “low” of 85°F, in the beginning of October. Unlike some who escape the cold (snowbirds) for the Florida heat and sometimes unbearable humidity, I, however, look forward to those few days in the year that we’re blessed with temperatures that dip below 75° F.
Each year I look forward to the Fall months, not only because I’m an October baby or look forward to dressing up in something inappropriately skimpy (like most girls nowadays) on Halloween, but to me it means PUMPKIN SPICED EVERYTHING… Okay, not really… But what it does mean it that although I don’t get to experience the seasonal changes, I get excited knowing that somewhere out there leaves are changing colors and the weather is cooling down.
I’ve always dreamt about living in a place, specifically and ironically (being that my boyfriend’s whole family is from here), Pennsylvania. I’ve always pictured myself strolling through a nice little town dressed in a oversized cable-knit sweater, leather boots with a patterned scarf hanging from my neck, admiring the colorful autumn hues of surrounding trees. I imagine myself people watching with a cup of white chocolate mocha in-hand, enjoying the cool, crisp air blowing through my long, dyed auburn hair.
Spending Fall in NYC has always been another dream. I’ve admired so many gorgeous snapshots of Central Park and the City during this time of year and I have to say that I absolutely adore everything about them— the atmosphere, the yellow/red turned leaves, the cooler weather, fall fashion and everything else in between.
Since the feeling summer hasn’t come and gone, I suppose living vicariously through pictures (thank God for social media) and constantly reminding myself that it’s fall somewhere is the best way to cope with my deprivation.
For those who are lucky enough to experience the seasons changing, enjoy every minute of it and please send some cooler weather my way.