spruced by marlene

So I’m sitting here wearing woolen socks, asking myself: how did this happen? It can’t possibly be fall already, can it? I was on Majorca only three weeks ago. Fine, four weeks ago. In 33 degree weather! And now it’s dark outside at 7pm, I fired up the heating for the first time last night and in the supermarket the crates of strawberrys have been replaced with gingerbread. I actually like fall. The morning cold that still dissolves in the sunshine. The bite in the air and the hazy light. The bone-tiredness that creeps into your body when you’re drinking tea in the evening, as though you’re a grizzly before going into hibernation. I like fall, I really do. It just comes too early.

I’m not ready. How not ready? So not that I’m showing you my favourite summer dress. Which is basically a big white silk shirt, light like a breeze and easy like, well, like a summer’s day. It’s from Manning Cartell, a great brand founded in Sydney by the three sisters Cheryl, Vanessa und Gabrielle Manning. Of course, in Australia summer is only just beginning. I don’t even want to think about it.