Why I’m So Excited for Fall This Year
- Tasha_Shadae
- Aug 17
- 2 min read

Every year when the air shifts, when the mornings are a little cooler, when I notice the light turning softer I feel like myself again. Summer is fun, of course, but fall feels like home. I’m the kind of person who gets way too excited about switching over my perfumes. While some people love musky, woodsy scents, I always gravitate toward the sweet ones like vanilla bean, caramel drizzle, pumpkin cupcake. The kind that makes you want to lean in closer. Lighting a candle, fall nail polishes, and spritzing a sugary perfume in September feels like flipping a switch that says: fall has officially begun.
And then there are the clothes. This is when my closet really shines. I live in cozy leggings, oversized sweatshirts, and all the soft knits that feel like a hug. For shoes, it’s a rotation between my UGGs (the ultimate cozy shoe) and my retro Jordans (when I want to feel a little more pulled together but still comfortable). I love the balance of cozy and cool, like I can be ready for a school pickup, a football game, or just a walk through crunchy leaves at a
moment’s notice.
But the heart of fall, for me, is all about family traditions. Every October, we head to the pumpkin patch. No matter how many times we’ve gone, my kids are just as thrilled as the year before running between the rows, debating which pumpkin is “the one,” and ending up with arms full of gourds. We always leave with cider and donuts, and I always leave with a camera roll full of photos I’ll look back on when they’re older. Then there are the school and community events, the cake walks are a favorite. If you’ve never been to one, picture a circle of numbers on the ground, kids walking to music, and when the music stops, someone wins a cake. It’s silly, it’s small-town sweet, and my kids light up every single time.
Sundays, though, are reserved for football. I’m not above admitting that I love the atmosphere more than the stats, something about the sound of a game in the background, a big pot of chili simmering, and a blanket pulled over my legs feels like fall distilled into a single afternoon. It’s the rhythm of the season.
This year, I’m also trying to look at fall as a kind of reset button before the chaos of the holidays. I’ve set small personal goals like slow mornings, less rushing, more time outside, and making space for things that feel good. It’s funny how fall feels both comforting and full of possibility, like a fresh notebook waiting for the first page to be written.
So yes, I’m the fall-scent perfume girly. I’m the one in leggings and Jordans, cheering at a cake walk and stirring chili during halftime. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.
What about you? What makes you excited for fall this year... new boots, old traditions, or just the simple pleasure of crisp air and cozy nights?









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