it is always by the end of summer that some sort of delicate gloom takes hold of me.still the sun shines bright and the nights are mild but it's starting to feel like an endless repeat of things that have been done a hundred times before.
not in a bad way, this is just the ebrious vibe of summer that sets it apart from other seasons to me.
so instead of going out I stayed at home most of the recent nights, catching up on music and reading through texts on literature and theatre theory.
with a glass of wine, to live up to the cliché.
it still feels unreal to me that by fall doing this will be mandatory to me.
I can't wait to complain about early morning courses when secretly I love it and there will be nothing I'd rather do.
on a fashion-related note I was searching for a pair of boots to roughen up my summer dresses a bit according to me already glancing at fall mentally.
I found the above pair at h&m and showed them to a friend who approvingly noted they looked like '19th century hooker boots'.
so I bought them.
wearing: h&m dress and boots, random jewelry.
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