Every year I’m torn when summer ends and autumn begins. On the one hand, I know I have to kiss warm nights, breezy dresses and sipping frappes on terraces goodbye, but on the other… Where, oh where should I start? The first chilly, foggy morning of September always has me feeling giddy with excitement, because I know the season of crunchy leaves, carved pumpkins and cozy outfits is coming. Plus, October is when I was born, so in my heart…