Vintage 70's Dress, Black Boots, Black Wool Hat: Thrifted.
Last weekend Erin and I found the best lookin' pile of leaves on this campus and took some pretty photos in them. The lady sure knows how to take good pictures (and look good in them herself). Took me nearly a week to go through them all and decide which ones to post!
It was so tranquil underneath these towering trees where mother nature is slowly working her way across them. Green to yellow to orange to red leaves could be seen all on the same tree. Phenomenal how nature works. I could have laid there forever under the tree, staring up into the blue, blue contrasting sky. Almost like I was floating. That was what it felt like to not have any cares, to be free. It was the best moment fall has had to offer thus far. It shouldn't be about the pumpkin spice lattes and the new fashions, the cliche instagram photos and seeing how many fall activities you can cram in and brag about in one month...it's about that moment where you can feel the season in your heart. You don't have to share it with the whole world, in fact, you don't want to. It's a little well kept secret in that takes the airy, frosty breath from your lungs away.
Fall is about a feeling.
A feeling that can't be replaced by all of the materialistic things in the world.
With much love, Lauren.
