when i first started thinking about putting this together, in my mind it was going to be this magnificently curated + drool worthy journaled log of what this summer looked like…

let’s queue the laughter of those completely unrealistic expectations, shall we?

maybe in a perfect world where all of life’s demands weren’t begging to be answered to this could have been a reality. instead, this is just going to be my version of the messiest and most perfect ode to all the little things that made this one of those summers that i’ll look back on and remember with all five senses.

the air has already changed, and the need for slippers + coffee in the morning are in full swing. onto another + next season! xo