12 October 2013
the crunchies have arrived // my clothes theory
i could be off on this, but i'm pretty convinced there's nothing that compares to the first walk of fall. my preferred -- literal -- stomping ground will always be a pile of leaves, freshly felled & crunchy. i like when sweaters & boots are not a choice, but a necessity. and, why, yes, i'm ready for cider! so pour me a glass. or two.
i grew up in northern virginia and my little town, with its colonial structures and fat trees, made for a wonderfully witchy backdrop in the autumn. halloween was a huge affair that seemed to last a week with different fairs and neighborhood fanfare, and the whole town seemed beset by autumn cheer. i think the reason i'm so obsessed with pretty little liars is all the small-towny, eternally autumn american gothic goodness. and that is a mouthful.
also, i rediscovered my all-plaid poncho, which, over the years, has received equal parts compliments & those, "oh…that's an interesting…thing…" comments. which means to me: ding ding ding! it's a winner.