Is it just me or does anyone else start to struggle as the nights draw in, the days get shorter and the morning alarm clock goes off in the dark?
There’s nothing I can do about it, I’m a summer girl. I love a flip flop. I could happily spend my life pottering around in flip flops. Getting home from work, shoes off, straight into flip flops. Perfect. Get up in the morning, out of bed, slide into a flip flop. A wander around the garden. Flip flops. Absolutely.
Who doesn’t want to start the day by pulling on some shorts, and a t-shirt, or a floaty summer dress. No jumpers, no ‘do I or don’t I need a coat?’ dilemmas. No tights in July for me, thank you very much.
And make up. In the warm summer months with sun kissed, glowing skin, who wants to plaster themselves in make up which inevitably becomes shiny and slides down the face. A sweep of mascara, a dab of blusher, a slick of a peachy lip gloss and good to go.
Minimal fuss, bag, phone, keys. Done.
Breakfast al fresco? Yes please. And lunch and supper too if you don’t mind. Salad, strawberries, raspberries, water melon, ice cream. I’ll have it all.
I admit, (grudgingly) there are some advantages to the cooler months. Personal grooming of the leg shaving, toe painting kind can step down a notch as legs and feet get tidied away into tights and boots. But with my self imposed no boots and not tights before October rule, I’m not there yet.
Although I don’t exactly get dragged kicking and screaming into Autumn. There’s just no getting away from it, Summer is my season. Now where did I put the sunscreen?
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