Fall Into Fall

Back in my sophomore year of college, Jinna and I celebrated Fall by sky diving. We called it Fall into Fall...annnnd…the rest of the title is irrelevant.

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My mom almost disowned me for that. Oops.

I love Fall. Or Autumn. Or Harvest. Whatever you prefer.

Houston is a hot-as-sin, as Devin would say, city. In the summer (summer meaning May through September), we average at around 100 degrees every day. I walk from work to the train, about a 45 second walk, and I am gross and outside-smelling by the time I am boarding. And I don’t even sweat as much as a normal person. Because I’m not normal? I don’t know what I meant by that. Regardless, it is miserable. So, when fall comes around, the temperature is just right, the humidity is not nearly as harsh, and even though it starts to get dark much earlier, Texans come out of the woodwork and frolic throughout the outdoors like a bunch of little girls wearing new tutus.

Come to think of it, if you want to put the blame on something for making Houston one of the fattest cities, let’s go ahead and blame the heat. Or the Mexican food.

Autumn brings colors that I cannot take my eyes off of.

Don’t think for one second that I took this picture. My brother, Alex, is a fantastic photographer. A natural. No training. Just talent. That’s what happens when you’re the first child. You get to pick the genes and talents you want and the other 2 get the leftovers. I am convinced of this. He is amazing. This is Central Park…in the fall of course. Gorgeous. Fall is my favorite time to visit NYC. Convenient for Kstan running the marathon this year? Yes.

I want to scoop all of those leaves up and leap right into the middle of them. Or pile them on top of Frisky.

Fall means Pumpkin Spice.

It’s not when school starts, or when new TV shows come on…It is when Starbucks busts out the Pumpkin Spice Latte in August. Then, you know it is fall.

If I may be very honest, I used to L*O*V*E this bev. I was reckless with excitement when I saw that it had arrived, but I tried it twice already this year, and it is not to my liking. I’ll have a Dirty Soy Chai please. Or just HEB Taste of the Hill Country. Delish.

William Sonoma makes really really simple and delicious baking mixes. I do not know this from experience. My coworker makes this every fall.

It is the most delicious bread to have your coffee with. I don't make it 1. because she makes it and why would I steal her thunder and 2. because Devin would eat it all and I probably would never get a bite, so at least I get one at work. I’m kidding. Sort of. Anyway, like I said, I don’t know how easy it is from experience, but I have checked it out when Devin wants to go in William Sonoma for samples and not to buy a single thing, and it looks super easy.

Fall clothes are my absolute favorite, especially the light sweaters. Thank you Jesus for a new light sweater. And coats. I love me a new coat. But, I don’t like just any fall clothes, meaning, a store can’t just make the same sweater they always make, in 3 colors (gray, brown, and black), and expect me to be excited for their “new and innovative” line. I need some variety. I need vintage. I need color. I need creativity.

I need (want?) J.Crew.

I need (want?) Anthropologie.

I apparently need more money for my taste. Actually, I get most things I love from these places on sale OR at the J. Crew outlet in San Marcos. I cannot bring myself to pay full price for anything at either one of these stores. But, I do know I love them.

Fall means Christmas is almost here. Which means my family will all be together again, and it will be my first Christmas as a Carroll. That makes me warm and fuzzy…like a new sweater.

What's makes you fall in love with Autumn?

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