there's no time like the present..

As I sit here in my oversized black cardigan with fuzzy socks and a mug of highly caffeinated coffee I am realizing that this is what the upcoming season is all about. Thoughts of curling up to a fire reading an old Jane Austen novel or having s'mores out by the bonfire with close family and friends comes to mind.

But that time is not here yet. The sun is still shining and the birds are still chirping away outside. Typically, I would jump the gun and pile on clothing in the hopes that Huntsville, Texas will experience the first freeze in it's November history. Yes, I am that girl with a peacoat, gloves, and earmuffs on in early November in Texas - when the temperature drops to a (gasp!) near- 60 degrees at night.

So, I vow for the next couple of weeks to fully embrace this strange in between season. I will force myself to wear less, if only to not sweat while walking in between classes. But I refuse to simply "endure" this time frame. Instead, I will take advantage of the last few days where shorts and tanks are appropriate. Light scarves and springtime dresses will have their final heyday - sans the tights and rugged boots I'm itching to pair them with.

Until next time, Chelsea.