CRAVING
I LOVE this description. It almost makes me wish for winter, even though I despise winter. I’m ok with fall, though. And I love the summer, too. But your description… Can I come and move in with you when the weather cools?
The bite of frosty winter air, pitch black evenings, ribbed tights, the crunch of leaves under knee length biker boots, curling up in a cosy pub next to a log fire with a mug of mulled wine, gingerbread lattes, oversized knitwear, fur coats, mittens, advocaat and fairy lights, pumpkin soup, frost, snow, musky perfume… I hate this time of year with a passion. “Cheer up, the sun is shining!”… die.
(Source: welldressedbutdepressed)
