Guest post from Nova at Four Eyes Rella!

Hello, my name is Nova, and once again Sarah has invited me to write a little post on her blog. Which is fantastic. Because I like her and it's fun. 

So today I'd like to talk about summer and how little I like it. I hate being hot. I hate swimming and beaches. (They're too BORING.) I hate popsicles for the slurpy sounds people make when they're eating them. I hate sweating. I get more acne in the summer. I don't suntan, sunbathe, because I also would hate to have skin cancer. I have to walk everywhere, and wearing shorts, cute little dresses and tank tops increases my chance of being street harrassed tenfold.I hate it when dudes walk around shirtless, leaning their greasy torsols all over everything. I hate being outside too much and I hate gross bugs on my stuff.

When I lived in Alberta, Canada, I used to tell people I looooved summer. Mostly to fit in with everyone else, but also because: a) I was still in school and we got the summers off, and b) I was terrified of too much icy scary winter driving, and the summer made my entire life much less stressful that way. But now I live on the 'wet coast', the most temperate climate in Canada. Which basically means it stays within a range of maybe-snowing-for-two-days in the winter to pretty-hot in the summer. So here, I LOVE winter. It's grey, it's rainy, some may think it's depressing, but I love it. All you need is a good umbrella and some rain boots and you're set. 

But until then, in no particular order, here are ten of the things I hate about wearing summer clothes. 

1. Too slutty.

2. The way my skirt rides up on one side when I'm walking and carrying a shoulder bag and I have to keep pulling it down every three steps.
 
3. When last years' shorts are a little too tight and you sit down and your thighs get sort of a muffin top. (No? Just me?)

4. When I'm eating and some food falls down the front of my tank top into my bra. (Perhaps somewhat related to number three.)

5. When I go over to somebody's house and take off my shoes...and then remember I didn't wear socks today. (smells like teen spirit)

6. Weird accidental tan lines. 

7. Oh lawd, people stare at the tattooed lady when she's wearing a dress. 

8. Grass touching my ankles. Bugs walking on me. 

9.  Rocks in my sandals. 

And last but not least...

10. The awkward moment in a sleeveless shirt when you are reaching for something and remember you forgot to shave your armpits. 


But I do love taking pictures of flowers. So let's end this with some pretty pictures.