well folks, I was outta town most of the weekend, and I’ve discovered…


It is really, truly fall now. Rust colored trees,

chilly air, sitting by the fireplace, 


these guys:

sprouts on the stalk!

and I finally busted out my new fleece-ish turtleneck I bought from Target in about August.


which brings me to my latest reflection… my sensory issues with clothing and deep, deep love for soft clothes and fuzzy warm things in the “brisk” months of minnesoter.


I have become very aware of my “needs” with clothes as I slowly turn into an old lady doing my crosswords and knitting in the fall/winter. Well, okay all of the time. My current “soft” obsessions include my knit leggings (um, they have stirrups…) from the Gap, my dilapidated white (now gray) wrap sweater I bought last winter (loved it to death, or at least its crappy american eagle quality shelf life)…, my fuzzy boots bought by my sister last birthday (worn most of the time i’m at home) and pashmina style scarf I bought for 9.99 somewhere and drape all over myself to keep my neck warm.


Past fuzzy wuzzy/ comfy loves that occasionally get loved by me are my purple yoga pants that I wore every day for about 5 years, my twins shirt from… childhood… and my “warning… contents of this shirt guarded by a jealous wife” with ammo… paper thing t-shirt I bought from Tatters a while back ($5?).


sidebar- is Tatters still open? I recently revisited uptown- there’s a “my sister’s closet” there now… huh. 


Anyway, I’m tentatively happy that fall is definitely here. I bought some new sweaters and could do without the guilt of buying them and waiting to wear them!


This post brought to you by sundress, stirrup leggings, and shredded white/gray wrap sweater, and my new moccasin/slippers. Fuzzy Wuzzy extreme!