Anyone else get a weird sense of stressful confusion when you go about your daily morning check-on-my-fav-online-shops routine and get bombarded with fall/winter clothes? There's no word to adequately describe it, but the phrase can you just hold the phone because it's still 100 degrees outside and I'm going to forget about this [insert item here] by the time I can actually wear it pretty much sums it up.
Well that's the current mood over here, which is only diluted when something in an emerald/hunter green hue pops up on my screen, which gets me (slightly) giddy with anticipation. Funny how your favorite color can still muster the same excitement at nearly 30 years of age as it did in kindergarten.
