 I stepped outside yesterday morning and felt something I hadn't felt in a really long time. A sprinkle of distant, but slightly familiar, joy that I hadn't even realized I'd been missing. Cool, crisp air. The slightest, but still very hopeful, inkling that fall is on the way. This summer was weird, and I think everyone's ready to see it go. I actually really look forward to fall every year. My September issues are stacked. I have a mental lineup of dark colors for my next six nail appointments. My sweaters and boots are on standby, and I've already savored a pumpkin spice latte on a slow weekend morning. But as summer makes it's way out, I can't help but to think about the sweet moments we were forced to create in a strange world of canceled trips, mask wearing and staying away from people. This summer was trips to the park, actually using the grill on the roof of my building, waking up earlier to hit the pool before work and learning to make my favorite cocktails at home. There weren't a lot of opportunities for good outfits, but there were a sprinkle of patio dinners and lots of trips to the grocery store. We still had to get dressed, and there was still never any point in wearing things that didn't make us feel comfortable and, even, more beautiful. My favorite thing I wore this season wasn't a hot bodycon for a night out or even a cool swimsuit for a pool party. Nope. It was a soft white collared shirt tucked into denim shorts I thrifted last year. I wore it to get dinner on a patio with friends. Restaurants were slowly starting to open, and sports lovers were getting giddy about the return of basketball. I had just finished a 21-day fast and excitedly drank a mimosa at 8 PM and ate sloppy nachos. The air felt good. My hair was in a high pony, and I had finally found the perfect red lip.  I felt happy. Slightly normal. And more at-peace with the fact that "normal" will likely look different when it decides to show up.
I had been looking for a good white, collared shirt for a while. This one was on sale at Banana Republic, and it was a steal. It's a little more expensive because I got it during a Labor Day sale, but it's still marked down! It's so comfortable and flattering. I kept it casual with denim shorts, but I added gold rings and dewy, shimmery makeup to add some pretty. It's amazing how different seasons can shift what makes us feel beautiful and how, even when everything is weird, our clothes can embody who we are and how we feel. I love this shirt, and I'm thankful for what the summer it will always represent for me. With Love & Glitter, Morgan
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