I never understood why people go on and on about living somewhere that is 75, sunny and “perfect” everyday, all year. First of all, consistency is boring. Who wants the same ideal weather day in and day out? Second of all, sometimes a person needs a dark and gloomy day. Like when a person only sleeps a few hours over the weekend, has a broken dryer and needs to rearrange furniture from hosting a bridal shower. When I went to bed last night I was irritated thinking about what look to put together for a sunny summer day (and clearly too lazy to check the forecast for this morning). Upon waking a smile came across my face due to the sound of rainfall. An even bigger one sprouted when I thought about wearing my most fabulous Hunter wellies (gifted to me this past birthday by a dear friend who most definitely knows me well). The look is complete with coffee in hand, of course sunnies would have aided in hiding the bags under my eyes but you can’t always have it all.