Fall decor, to me, is a little tricky. Just the whole dried gourds/wheat/pinecones/orange/tartan thing...it's very easy for it to feel dated and a little too fussy for my taste.
But I'm also kind of bummed every time I scroll through my Instagram feed and see photo after photo of my New York friends running around in the leaves with their kids - I used to live in the epicenter of the Grand Autumnal Experience, and here it's...well, it's like 80 degrees outside. I saw some leaves on the ground; that was exciting. But it is not a New England fall, and despite the fact that no number of pumpkins are going to make it feel like one, it's still nice to pretend.