HAPPY CUF... I MEAN HAPPY SEPTEMBER

"Man, you better get on her, you know it`s cuffing season" Are y'all for real? You out here dedicating an entire season to getting you a boo? Okay, I get it, its cold outside, you want someone to cuddle up and stay in the house with you while you whip up that nasty potato salad for Christmas (we don`t want to see those Instagram pictures this year, okay?).

Why not look for that year round significant other? Hell, you know that rent is expensive anyway. Just kidding, that`s horrible. Don't just get in a relationship with someone for a second income. It`s nothing wrong with being single during cuffing season. Look at the bright side; you get to spend all of your Christmas money on yourself. You can finally get that big flat screen you wanted with that refund check. You don't have to drive in the snow to go see anybody. You don't have to pretend to like his auntie trifling green beans. And you don't have to worry about trying to find an affordable pair of knock off red bottoms just so she can stunt on them heaux. Everybody wins.

Fall is actually my favorite season, next to Spring. When it gets cold outside, I`m not thinking of cuffing season. I`m thinking of the boot sales at Macy`s, wearing my leather jacket, and gingerbread lattes at Starbucks. I get to wear my textured tights and long sleeves and infinity scarves. I better not see not one grown man in a turtle neck this winter. Like, how old are you? 12? Can you breath young man? I don't even wear those. I hate those!

Just kidding, turn on some Luther Vandross Christmas music and I`ll come cuddle with you.

Happy cuffing season, I mean, happy September.

-BRIT