a story of a girl + fall {guest post by Carlotta}

Hey there lovelies, I'm Carlotta. I'm so happy to be posting for Katie today -- it's no secret that I'm a huge fan of her photography and beautiful words and just her beautiful self in general, so I was thrilled when she asked me to guest post. So here's the deal, y'all. Fall tends to be the topic that every blogger talks to death, myself included. The perfectly descriptive colors of the leaves, the cool air, the bonfires, et cetera. But today, instead of using adjective after adjective, I'm going to tell you a story instead.

favorite socks.

Once upon a time there was a girl. This girl spent the better part of her second semester of each school year waiting with bated breath for that sweet, sweet week in late May, the week where finals are completed, classes are done, and there's freedom for three whole months, forever and ever amen. So the girl enters summer in a state of euphoria, relishing in this little thing called I-finally-have-time-to-do-things-other-than-school. Summer is spent working on projects, vacations, long sleepovers, early mornings at the farmer's market, and reading by the pool. And then, just when everything is perfect, visions of school supplies and back to school sales begin to dance in the girl's head -- and not in a good way. They haunt her. She wonders why this season of freedom must be swapped for a season of school and so she lives the rest of the summer in feigned ignorance of the inevitable first day of school.

Time marches on, and before she knows it, early September is upon her. A stack of crisp new books, rows of perfect pencils, and perfectly untouched notebooks accompany her to the first class of the year. And once she gets past the schoolwork, she looks around and starts noticing things. She begins to see the slowly changing leaves, gets excited about wearing something other than a tank and shorts, starts craving soups and hot chocolate, and burrow deeper under the extra blanket on her bed. September is more of a tentative step, an unsure transition between autumn and summer, but by the time October rolls around, this girl has abandoned summer and is on the rooftops screaming her affection for fall. (this is all summer has to say: traitor.)

So yes, this girl is me. And I am now head over heels for fall and wishing it wasn't going as fast as it is. But that's okay, because Thanksgiving and Christmas are coming, and for that, I'm excited too. Happy Fall!

i'm carlotta -- writer, photographer, artist, foodie, and christian. i blog about life and fashion and pretty things at pastor's girl's ponderings. i'm a fashion enthusiast and lover of stripes and scarves. rarely am i found without my camera. my feet are perpetually cold. i believe that life is beautiful and call the windy plains of oklahoma home. favorites include anything chocolate, sunflare, good books, and pretty shoes. it's a pleasure to meet you.