This summer- was not my season. Burn out from my day job, leading to some depression and illness, and most recently what seemed to be a never ending migraine left me not getting to wear and do some of the things that I really wanted to this summer. I really wanted to chat about wearing tap shorts under mini dresses, and trains, and wear halters that are modern and classic at the same time. Sandals, backless, and strapless were all on my to-do list. And now, that it’s technically fall I can’t help but wonder- is it too late?
Of course, the horrible thing about asking yourself “is too late” for one thing, is that you ask that question about many things. I am ever the optimist- I believe that nothing really meant for us ever passes us by, that a door closing doesn’t mean it stays shut, that we never lose anything without it being replaced by something better, and that being too late for things is often a stroke of luck. And yet. As I get older- sometimes we are too late for things and it really just sucks. Contemplating it all can suck even more.
The good news with fashion is that even if you miss a season, you can still enjoy the fashion. I live in a place where cooler weather is months away- if that. So these pieces are still wearable, and you can style them for fall. Even come spring we may revisit some of the summer things I wanted to talk about. Yet-I can’t help but regret a little bit that some of these things were too late this year. That doesn’t take away from the fact that I am so excited for fall. Transitional styling from sweaters to fashion socks, and my beloved Fashion Halloween. Another thing about growing older? I am learning that you can look forward with joy and miss what’s behind you at the same time.
Perhaps being too late for anything is another lesson in balance. Or transitions. And again- in fashion maybe it’s never too late- it’s just that you wait a season or too. I am learning that some seasons are not our seasons (which by default means that some seasons have to be ours), and maybe in the waiting for our season the being too late is a blessing. I am crossing my fingers for that at least.
If you see me indulging in some late summer fashion -forgive me. And have I mentioned I can’t wait to fall with you? XO RA
