Ahhh, fall. The glorious season when the humidity drops along with the temperatures and those of us with frizzy hair rejoice in the fact that our flatiron is effective once again.
Although it’s late September and fall is officially underway, I am not sporting silky straight hair or shopping for new boots. I’m actually in a swimsuit on the beach. It’s fall on St John.
I live in an endless summer of sun and sweat. I love it and I’m grateful, but I’m also craving the season where, back in the states, I was able to get my fix.
In Charlotte, I got my fall fix in the form of pumpkin spice lattes, skinny jeans, riding boots, scarves, and backyard bonfires with friends.
Fortunately, though I do like getting my simple “fixes,” I am not really addicted to many things. I mean, I am a recovering shopaholic who falls off the wagon every now and then via Nordstrom.com and Zappos.com. And I guess you could say I’m a danceaholic, but that’s a good thing, right?
The one thing that I have become majorly addicted to in my adult years is pumpkin. I love and adore and obsess over all things pumpkin. And this is the time of year to satiate my cravings. September gives way to fall fashion, fall foliage, football (yawn), and pretty much all things pumpkin.
There’s no Starbucks on St. John, so pumpkin spice lattes are out of the question unless I book a flight to the mainland. Truthfully though, I gave those up when the Food Babe scared me by highlighting the less than healthy ingredients in those beloved cups of happiness.
Now, I have to get my pumpkin fix by inventing creative ways to make myself feel like it is, in fact, fall.
I sprinkle pumpkin pie spice into my coffee each morning.
I made some delicious pumpkin muffins with the intention of sharing them with some of my neighbors and colleagues. It never happened though, because my husband and I ate a dozen of them alone in three days! I don’t even have a picture to share, but I’ll take one when I make them next week.
I’ve played around until I perfected a great pumpkin smoothie recipe.
And I’m excited to share that if all goes as planned, I will actually have the opportunity to pull out some of my beloved fall items- booties, scarves, skinny jeans- and pretend to be a fashionista next month when we travel to Spain! I’m a tad worried, though, because fashion is so different in the islands, so I’m not even sure I know what to wear!
At the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter. There’s so much to celebrate. After all, it’s fall y’all!
Ashley Cates, St. John USVI