Amour
An interesting reminder of the significance of my screen name came today. Dizzyromance.
It came in the form of an email from Victoria Secret's reminding me that "Fall is on Sale" and that I should fall in love with fall's sexy new look. Well, I'm not sure I'd want to fall in love with "bra essentials" or "selected styles of fall sweaters" - but what remains is the urge to fall in love. Not with the style of the clothes itself, but with someone. I guess it might just be the undying romantic streak in me speaking, but fall and winter have got to be the two greatest times of the year to fall in love. It's as if it's in the air. If you close your eyes and open your mouth, you can almost taste love in the air.
But I'm not the one to force anything. Falling in love is something you can't force. It's not something that you can formulate or plan, and that's one of love's greatest elements. It's unpredictable.
So maybe if I come across "someone" whose willing to share a cup of apple cider, a fine dinner and a fire, and their "bra essentials" with me - I just might find myself in love yet again this time of year.