The state fair as always had a special place in my heart growing up, because it meant the return of school, the return of fall and the end of summer. August, to me, is the beginning of the fall, and though I'm about actually about month off from that, I still can't shake it.
Old Sun Hat
The fair is filled with bad-for-you foods and rides that may not be the best to be riding after those foods, but it's nostalgic for me. I love the sweet lemonades and milk stand, the Indiana gown corn elotes and the non-competitive dog shows. The midway rides peering over the Midway sign and the gravel that finds its way into your shoes even though you know you didn't walk through gravel. It's the end of summer balled up into a 17 day end of summer celebration.
The key to surviving the fair is to wear socks with your shoes and to wear sun screen, which I'm glad I did both. I wanted to wear something summery but also comfortable, so I paired my loved off the shoulder blouse with a denim circle skirt I recently thrifted, along with my casual white canvas shoes. Summery? Check. Comfy? Check. Socks with shoes? Check.
What event happens that signifies the end of summer to you?

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