Last night as I was snuggling in sweats with my standard post-work glass of wine, I had a sudden realization. My roommates and I hadn’t opened the windows in our non-air conditioned apartment since Hurricane Irene tip-toed past us. Could it be? Is summer really on its way out?
I have to admit that I’m not entirely heartbroken that summer is coming to a close. I won’t miss tossing and turning all night sticking to my sheets, and I won’t miss the disgustingly humid subway platforms or the smell of rotting, baking trash lining the sidewalks. I love autumn (duh, I’m an October baby), and I’ve been anxious for its arrival.
I say this now, of course. Flash to mid-November after a whirlwind three months of fashion shows, parties, events, and 60-hour work weeks, and I’ll be desperate for summer’s laid back days and balmy nights.
So, in anticipation of a colossal future breakdown, I thought I’d dedicate at least one post to how much I love summer so I have something to look at to remind me I shouldn’t wish the time away.
The Top Five Things I’ll Miss Most About Summer
1. Weekend Getaways. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about living in New York City, its that no one, and I mean NO ONE stays in New York during the weekends in the summer.
4. The Bud Heavy American Flag Can. RIP, my friend. You were a true patriot.
5. Boats, Beaches, Bars, and Ballads. My family’s patron saint, Jimmy Buffett, titled his four-disc hits compilation with these summer staples. Couldn’t have said it better ourselves, Jimmy.
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