Are we conditioned to wear what we see? Browns and greens come out in Fall but I can't help but think there's something bigger going on. Like a subliminal ad with sex hidden in the ice cubes of a glass of Scotch. My world changes but it's not just the weather and another layer. The inspiration is in a wall. Or a tree line by a river. I'm drawn to them. I reflect them. But I don't know why. I guess I don't need to.
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waxing poetical today, darling??
A tree line by a river. I immediately visualize that. I like this post. Moody for Fall.
I think this is my favorite post so far. Autumn and it's colors are the planet's best offering to this fan of fall...
So true. All those browns, greens, crimsons, golds, the colors of autumn foliage. And the fabrics. Tweeds, cords, loden, flannel, wool.
Cleaver juxtapositions between clothes and environment. It's almost like you were camouflaging yourself. Or nesting. Getting ready to hibernate?
Interesting observation. Dig the socks.
You should scrap this text and rewrite it as haiku. Seriously.
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I don't do haiku.
I'm a racontuer.
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You have included some wonderful images in this post. This mixture of landscapes and clothing is perfect. I love that tie as well.
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