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Y'all. I cannot even begin to say how much I am ready for fall. I believe it hit me halfway through my most recent edition of People Style Watch...


Got me thinking about what I am ready for: animal print; there is nothing like some leopard in the heart of October to get you feeling giddy. Scarves, sweaters, maybe a purse, he possibilities are endless!

I am also on the hunt currently for new bright, classy, sexy red nail polish and lip color. The sooner I find them the better. I am ready to run away and join the annual, big red tented circus folks!

And boots. Now every year, many a lady can say there is the god forsaken/god loving boot hunt. It's like I'm Bootylocks and I can't find ones that are jussstt right so I search and I search and then bam! I find some boots made for walking. Or propping up on a coffee table somewhere to admire them. Honestly, is this not a fun activity for anyone else? No? Hmm, okay then. I don't have a pre-req in mind for style, color, yada yada, but I do need some new ones this fine year. I retired my favorite Nine West black boots last year, sad to say; my only pair of brown are heeled and I am all about embracing my short self lately; and my fun, random colored pair are also heeled and I want flats I say! Dilemma, dilemma huh? Well, I shall stroll the aisles of boot shops and much like a mother setting eyes on her first born, I will know they are mine when I find my next set.

I'm going to go and sip iced coffee under a ceiling fan on full blast in hopes of distracting myself from the 95+ degree weather we will have for about 2-3 more months and scour over the rest of my early fall previews.


Leopards, Reds, and Boots Oh My!

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