I know, this might be a blasphemous statement, BUT I REALLY AM NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO SUMMER. I don’t want to say goodbye to winter fashion.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m just not a summer gal. Although I love Summer Fridays and my birthday, there’s just too many things I dislike about summer.
The sweating doesn’t stop
I HATE sweating when I’m not working out. It’s honestly the worst feeling ever. And the subway. UGH. THE NEW YORK CITY SUBWAY. It’s basically hell, but worse. Much worse. The NYC air in summer is stifling, and just so uncomfortable. By the time I walk into my office, I’m dripping (TMI), and flustered…so I end up overheating even more. It also makes shooting in the summer so dreadful, and I definitely don’t look forward to it. So while most people are excited for the beach days, I try to figure out ways to stay in the air conditioning for as long as possible.
It’s so hard to dress
This point goes hand in hand with the above. Why would I dress cute if I’m just going to be sweaty and sticky in it within minutes? I have to purposely think about what I’m going to be doing that day, so that I don’t risk overheating. Oh and silk in the summer? NOPE. Never happening. Fall and winter fashion just make my heart skip a beat. I feel like I look so much cuter and put together in the cooler/colder months! Layered looks are obviously a huge part of my style, so I feel like I’m forever in a rut during the summer. I typically don’t wear sleeves EVER in summer, which doesn’t help
I actually have to shave
I mean. Do I really need to say more? SO MUCH MORE UPKEEP. Pedicures, shaving, waxing, JUST UGH. Forever having to worry about if my legs or underarms are in decent condition. The worst;)
The Drybar receipts are real. I’m constantly having to do my hair. I know it’s disgusting, but I wash my hair 2-3 times a week, max. I typically get my hair blown out because I am terrible at washing my own hair. But as soon as I step outside of Drybar, POOF. The frizz. Oh the dreaded frizz. I end up looking like a poodle before I get home. And then let’s talk about how the hair by my neck is just soaking wet. So stupid!!!
The message of the story: Summer is stupid;) While this post was more of a light-hearted, fun post, I actually am such a pessimist in Summer. I just can’t do it! But thankfully, my birthday helps with a bit of the negativity. I know I might be one of the FEW people who feel this way, so I want to know why do you people love Summer so much?!
Photos: Kennebunkport, Maine