Wednesday, June 15, 2011

tan's fade, but memories last forever

I’ve never been a Summery girl…I’m a Fall/Winter gal and those season’s just suit my personality. To me it’s the clothes: boots, sweaters, scarves, the fresh chill and ember warmth, foods, flavors, earthy colors and just the mellow vibe in the closing of a year. Even my musical stylings seem to reflect these inclinations. It’s totally me forever and always. Whoa, how can I get back to my ode to summer after that? Too much reminiscing…


The point of this was to express my new found appreciation for summer and all the wonders that it holds. I think my disdain for summer had something to do with growing up in middle America with the smothering humidity and stifling heat. I don’t pull off uncomfortably hot that well. Some girls glisten and glow with their effortless beachy waves and ooze a casual beauty in spaghetti straps…and uh well I’m not one of them. All of this translates to me being sweaty and frizzy and I require more support than most summer tops are willing to offer and am far too conscious to let additional tacky straps show.


Alright, I’m trying to get to the point but I think I’m finally at the spot where I get the summer lovin’. Not sure what brought it on; possible the long winter and/or maybe even my maturing into an adult that can appreciate things that aren’t may preferences. So here we go my current Top Eight Loves of Summer!


1. watermelons, mangos, strawberries, kiwis and all their sticky sweetness
2. sun dresses and jean jackets for the less confident
3. that one song every summer brings that everyone loves and comes on each time you turn on the radio…that is until late July, early August when you hope to never hear it again
4. and 5. the season embracing bright and bold nail polish colors and the flip flops that allow me to show ‘em off
5. the sudden justification that every meal should end in a trip for ice cream
6. probably alone in this... but absolutely love getting into a car warmed by the sun when I’m slightly chilled
7. the almost spontaneous super power of SMELL : cookouts, rain, bonfires, fresh cut grass, ocean, fireworks
8. impromptu escapes to St. Louis because it seems to be the only time to get away


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