I Hate Autumn

(Full disclosure, I went to the woods to try and take some lovely autumnal pictures but it was no where near dead enough. I was very disappointed.)

I feel like this is such a controversial opinion to have at the moment. We're now in October, the trees are turning, pumpkins are at the entrance to every supermarket, and unlike seemingly everyone else on social media, I am really not here for it.

It appears on social media that autumn is all about visiting pumpkin patches for those aesthetic seasonal 'gram photos, and drinking pumpkin spiced lattes (which admittedly I have never tried but sound kind of gross). Now don’t get me wrong, I love fluffy socks and a roaring fire as much as the next person but I see those things very much as elements of winter - not autumn.

The way I see autumn, it is the symbol of everything dying. Trees are dying and dropping their leaves (the colours are pretty I won’t deny, but it’s still literally death on a plate). The weather is getting colder - not only that but more rainy (I’m writing this on a train having been completely soaked en route to the station), the nights are drawing in and everything is just getting darker and less joyeus.

I can deal with all things in winter because A) it’s winter and that’s just how it is, and B) Both Christmas and my birthday are in winter which makes it much more enjoyable. My family have never celebrated Halloween, so I don’t really see that as a reason to like autumn. I get that some people love Halloween, but it’s just not for me. 

The thing that I’m finding hardest about autumn this year is the clothing. I’m a hardcore yellow wearer which is great during summer, there’s yellow everywhere you look. I walked into a shop the other day and what did I see? Beige. And brown. And burgundy. Where’s the yellow?? Now lots of people will say that mustard is very autumn-y and that’s probably true but mustard is disgusting. It’s the autumn of the yellow family - the dark and gloomy cousin to an otherwise cheerful and happy colour. 

I had a big clear out of my clothes when I finished school, wanting to start a new chapter of my life and I bought a brand new gorgeous summer wardrobe that I have absolutely loved wearing this year. However I am now finding myself completely stuck, not having any clue what to wear everyday. Gone are my beautiful summer dresses and flowy midi skirts, and I am not prepared to get my fluffy jumpers out yet - until November I will not do it.

I might add that I actually had a truly fantastic summer this year, I was determined to enjoy it and it was definitely the best one I have ever had. I suppose I'm just really reluctant to let that go.

Everyone keeps saying that layering is key.. but what does that even mean?!? That’s another thing about autumn - you can never get the right temperature. I’m either burning up or freezing cold and I just can’t handle it. I end up carrying around 3 different options for outerwear based on how cold/warm I get. People always say that is the kind of weather where you wear a jumper in the morning and regret it in the afternoon. And don't even get me started on the rain. 

That’s another thing I hate about autumn - tights. Today is the first day in MONTHS that I had to put tights on and it was like putting myself into this stretchy black straight jacket. However I’m determined to not be confined to black tights for the next 8 months, and have a whole array of yellow tights at the ready. 

I don’t know - am I being unreasonable? I am very happy for people to argue with me on this, I genuinely want to know why people love autumn so much. Plus I genuinely think that autumn is out to get me. I was attacked by a thorn yesterday it made me bleed and everything. Looks like autumn hates me as much as I hate it.

Bring back summer. 

Please.

The funny thing is that I just remembered I that I wrote a post on this blog probably 3 years ago now where I raved all about autumn and how I was determined to love it. I was wrong.