It's officially fall in Baltimore. There's a nip in the air, the leaves are a beautiful shade of bright red orange, the sky is cloudy and gray, I've busted out my hoodies and North Face jacket, and I'm still in flip-flops. I know that last bit doesn't make much sense, but, because of my foot injury, I'm unable to wear my very favorite fall accessory...riding boots. I own an unhealthy amount of riding boots (unhealthy for my hubs wallet, that is). There are 5 pair of riding boots just sitting in my closet staring me down every morning, pleading to be worn. If riding boots could talk, they'd be saying, "Uh, hello, we're your favorite fall accessory. Why aren't you sliding us on over a pair of skinny jeans?" They're tormenting me. Of course I want to wear them, but my toes scream every time I put them in a pair of shoes. I've been walking the earth looking homely for the past few weeks- sweat pants, t-shirts, flip flops, ball cap, and bed head. It's not a pretty site, people. Now, … [Continue reading...]