If you’ve been around this blog for awhile (or at all. ever.), you know all about my (not-so-secret) love affair with pumpkin-spiced everything. In fact, I’ve recently been told by a dear friend that I am always the first PSL (pumpkin spice latte) to grace her Instagram feed, thus ringing in the official start of fall for her every year. Some people cure cancer. I am the bringer of autumn. It’s cool. We each have our own unique talents.
disappointing appalling delightful 90-degrees in Northern Virginia today, which means that it feels nothing like fall outside. But there are crunchy leaves on the sidewalks, the PSL is back at Starbucks, we’ve witnessed the autumnal equinox, and I’ve already pulled my boots and scarves out of the closet. I don’t care what Mother Nature says; fall. is. here.