Romanticizing life is just so much more fun. It’s much easier to get caught in the dreamy ambiance when everyone else is, the two peak seasons- fall and winter. I know many people prefer the merry times, but I would much rather sip apple cider while watching Gilmore Girls, with my cat and wearing the most raggedy oversized dad sweater.

Most of the aesthetics revolve around the most glorified days of the month, the holidays.

Christmas is wholesome and cute but nothing compared to Halloween. I will dress up every year until the day I die, it is the one pinnacle day of the year of just complete euphoria.

Trick-or-treating, going to Halloween parties and completely glitzing up is not embarrassing. Just allow yourself to be vulnerable and animated about something, it’s okay. Last year I was the drummer of Nirvana, Dave Grohl and my friend was the lead singer, Kurt Cobain. No one knew who we were but it was so much fun.

We’ll ignore the fact that it’s still 83 degrees out on Oct. 31. The heat and sweat add to the glamour of the night. But then, the night after Halloween, it seems to abruptly get cooler, and everyone chills out too. There’s the lingering expectation of Christmas, but it’s not quite at the obsessive stage yet. Holidays start to collide, so there’s a colorful fusion of everything. Everyone should be satisfied.

I have mixed feelings about Thanksgiving, but the food of autumn compared to winter isn’t a contest. Fall is warmth and wholesomeness. The food has that same aura. Personally, the food of specifically Thanksgiving isn’t my favorite, but that doesn’t detract from the holiday. Just being with family, all family (because Thanksgiving is the holiday we host at my house so everyone’s there). I meant more of the flavors- cinnamon, pumpkin– the seasonal Starbucks menu that has the single greatest drink- the Apple Crisp Oat milk Macchiato.

I know some may not appreciate horror movies as much as I do, but I know I can’t be the only one who doesn’t want to watch Will Ferrell pour chocolate sauce on pasta every year. There’s just more variety and quality movies that accompany the spookier time of the year. Many debate whether “A Nightmare Before Christmas” is a Halloween or Christmas movie, but I will settle this debate right now. It is a Halloween movie, nothing else.

As far as traditions, I feel like it’s pretty 50/50. I feel like most people decorate more for Christmas, but my family actually does more for Halloween. One year we made our garage a neighborhood walk-through haunted house and this one girl actually punched the person who jumped out at you at the end, my dad.

Autumn is for the ones who love to create false realities in their head. The girls who know, know. Just the mention of autumn causes me great delirium. One more month until harvest-y glee, I think I can make it.