I'm officially cheating on summer.

I feel a bit like a guilty mistress,

but after dying my hair the darkest black brown,

and last nights tryst with a charcoal velvet cape, marled black wool sweater, and cow hide bag,
 I'm officially cheating on summer.

I can't help it...

dreams of handsome, supple leathers, plush velvets lush with color, and fur - fur! 

roaring fires and walks through bedazzled trees basking in the crisp air...

fall apples straight off the tree.

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Oh yeah, I've got it bad.

Anyone else feeling fall lust coming on?