Between the months of August and December I am completely obsessed with everything fall/winter. My tumblr is filled with black and white photos, I only watch old movies, and my favourite drinks are London Fogs and lavender hot chocolates. Then January comes...and I am already done with winter even though there is still three months left for it to be over. Is the time when I read countless Nicholas Sparks books, listen to Empire of The Sun's "Walking in a dream" on repeat, and make myself Guacamole for every meal of the day. I am in a warm, tropical environment in my mind till July, when the two month's of sun actually start.