I wish fashion designers would stop trying to match their clothing lines to each season. When fall and winter roll around, I still want to be wearing pinks and yellows and beautiful pastels. I don’t want to look like a frost bitten stray who has given up all hope of ever being warm again. And I definitely don’t want to emulate the erratic and unstable colour changing trees of Fall. Hard oranges and reds; ready to throw their leaves off at a moments notice. I already walk around looking like I’m ready to lose my sh*t. I don’t need to dress the part.