Baby, its cold outside!

The days are getting shorter, the nights longer and a lot cooler. This is the perfect weather for cosy nights in with that new Winter Romance!

Some girls are all about the summer romances, but not this little snow bunny! Oh no, summer time, for me, is all about crazy nights out, weekend beach trips, music festivals, lazy days tanning in the back yard on my vintage banana lounges, cocktails on rooftops the list of outdoor hot, hot heat activities is endless!

The only company I need/ tend to include in this summer fun is all my ladies! Romance is not on my mind at all! It’s all about the flighty fun. I can not think of anything worse than having a man getting in the way of all light, airy, almost frisky feeling I have during the summer months. Men are treated as a bonus, like a free desert with dinner. It’s all about being out and about, the endless pursuit of fun times and memories of when things were nice and breezy and easy. This is the reason I love summer.

Along comes autumn and evidently winter. Social calendars are no longer filled with endless nights out, but rather dinner and maybe a few drinks then retire home to bed. For me, this is the perfect time for new romances. It’s the perfect time to get to know someone new. Things move at a slow pace in winter. There are good old fashioned dates, there is conversation and there are plenty of opportunities to get snug and have your heart race of the thought of what might be with someone new.

I look at it like a spider’s web. Two spiders (you and said romance) building a web (the romance between you both). In summer, things are busy, frantic, so you run all about the place, catching up with your romance for frantic time together the web is scattered and weak. One little snag in the web building and there goes the whole thing. Where as in winter, with the slower pace, a brilliant dance with the other, more communication, more time spent in conversation, the web is being weaved together, so if there is a snag, things don’t all apart as fast, if at all.

Actually spiders and their webs gross me out, and I’m not sure my metaphor made much sense…

All of my big romances started in winter. And it was perfect every time! In summer things get rushed, there is a certain madness to the whole season and I never seem to have the connection with man I have met in summer as the ones I have met in winter. Perhaps this is because there is more if the “Oh yeah, I’ll meet you out” in summer. Where as, in winter its more a case of “Baby, its cold outside” but you still want to see the romance, so to meet up requires more effort, an actual plan.

I would love nothing more than to have with kind of epic winter romance like in Dr Zhivago, with out all the hard times and the war and the trekking through the snow and the running away from a crazy ex-husband! However, I would love to live in this amazing snow castel! If you have not seen the movie and you don’t know what the inside looks like SHAME ON YOU! And you are missing out on something phenomenally beautiful!

There is no one in view for this winter’s romance, and I’m actually ok with that. I’m in love with this winter already. I’m excited to have the winter! Last year, I fled to New York part way through winter to where it was summer and hot and steamy. I missed the bitter cold end of winter. I missed the layers of clothes, the hiding in bed because it was too cold to move. I missed the red wine warming me from the inside out.

Perhaps my romance will be with Jack Frost this year...