Every year like clockwork, I tumble headfirst into a love affair with fall, and nothing makes me happier. For me, fall is full of cozy time, cute, layered clothing, and creative sparks that light up my brain with so much happiness I ooze it. You always hear about seasonal depression. In the Midwest it seems like September is when it starts for many. Maybe it’s because I was born and raised in south Florida but for me it is the opposite. September hits and I want to spend every minute I can outside in the crisp air, in a hammock with my favorite blanket, chick lit romantic book, and a pumpkin spice something.

Autumn is my excuse to unpack all my cozy sweaters and cardigans which I will be living in for the next 6 months, my favorite fall shoes, and all the cozy pj sets I can find. Autumn is when my inner romantic gets loud. Beautiful velvet sunrises, chai lattes, and the best smelling fall candles always lit. My creative side thrives off the vibes too. It’s when I stick to journaling, have textile playdates, and launch into baking frenzies.

Every fall I sort of stick to a color palette without really meaning to. This fall it’s no different. Burnt sienna for its bold boundaries and warm vulnerability. Indigo for its deep mysterious perfect moonlit musings. Goldenrod for my creative ignition switch and velvet plums for its secret dreams and slow romantic kisses. Autumn is when the world flirts with me. Falling leaves are love letters from earth. Halloween glamour is a character study for writing. Branded visuals start to feel cinematic and like stills from my inner world.

Fall isn’t about romance with someone else, it’s more about romancing myself. Falling in love with creating and just being me. Fall teaches me to slow down, dress up, and fall in love with something every single day. I guess you could say it’s the season where I become the heroine to my own story. I wish everyone could see fall the way I do. Life just seems so beautiful this time of year.

XOXO,

Savi Monroe