what I'm wearing 

oversized V-neck cropped jumper from New Look, baby boot mid-rise black jeans from Gap & black mini bag from Jack Wills.

It's time for that annual, I can't contain my excitement for Autumn & Winter ramble, because really I'm very very excited. Perhaps as I look back, even to just 6 months ago, my own growth internally, mentally and so on, is huge. It's incredible and emotional to think just how time really does help heal and just how much things have changed in that long or short amount. Very slowly things have picked up, even now more than ever; sticking to my guns and assessing & editing life frequently, is most definitely starting to pay off. I'm socially thriving, breaking boundaries I shouldn't ever have set up, my own optimism is constantly there, greeting me well most days; Like I've read others state, September is more of a time to reflect and go on like it's a new year, rather than January itself, which is something I've embraced fully. 

There's something about Autumn in Britain that I love, granted we don't have predictable or guaranteed summers, so it's easier and more normal for us to adapt to enjoy the colder, darker days, that's not to say we don't constantly complain. A roasting fire, hot cups of tea and coffee, spiced beverages and Sundays roasts, yes you're smiling at the comforting feeling of such days ahead. Let's not overlook sunny but ice-cold, frosty mornings, beautifully scenic rainy cobbled streets and late afternoons spent in cosy country pubs that are scattered all around. It's the feeling it evokes around this time of year, tradition perhaps? Is it just what we're like over here? Either way, I feel there's so much to look forward to, endless birthdays, festivities, the changing colours, drop of the leaves, our beloved crappy Saturday night television. Summer can happen all year round, the weather is always happening somewhere in the world to go and enjoy, but I feel here the last few months of the year, the whole fiasco of it, only happens once. 

"life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall."

f.scott fitzgerald

with love, Kat