My adoration of this magical season goes well back but not every autumn was one to remember. Some years we feasted our eyes only on rain, sleet, bare branches and too many melancholic cloudy days a tender soul can bare. This year, however, I was rewarded with the autumn of my dreams. So I've decided to write an ode to my favorite season.
A few years back, pamper routines mostly consisted of browsing indulging products bloggers loved and slathering them all as much as I could (at the same time). Now, I might risk to sound like a bore but, relaxation is now something I don't associate with products as much as I used to and it's not strictly related to a certain day of the week. But an outlay of a routine is comforting. My "me" time now mostly happens at evening/night or really early in the morning and I do my best to have as many of those moments as possible. They are my selfish little treats but they're also what retains my sanity, my inner calm whenever I feel that the world outside has changed too much or became too crazy for my liking.
