It’s Thursday, which means we’re one step closer to the weekend team. Tomorrow, I’m heading back to Arizona for a week and I can’t wait to bask in the 80°F weather. Poolside in November? I think yes.
I’m not gonna lie though, this fall has been too good to be true and New York has actually been giving the West Coast a run for its money. I thought I’d be loading up the layers by this time of the year, but I’ve been skating by on breezy maxi skirts and the occasional crop top. The long and the short of it? We’re on borrowed time and there are a lot of grumblings that this winter is going to be a rough one, but let’s worry about that when we get there. Until then, you can find me dining al fresco and wearing as little layers as possible/socially acceptable.
There’s no better reminder that fall is in full swing than a trip to Central Park. Treetops are crisped to a golden perfection and in a matter of a week or two, the entire park will be lit up with fiery foliage. As for me, I’m breaking out a felt fedora, an easy, flowing dress and a pair of killer booties and taking in the incredible scenery while it lasts.
There are two types of people in this world: those who are sick of seeing blanket scarves in your Instagram feed or those who can’t get enough of them. Hopefully you fall into the latter category like me.