There are two types of people in this world: those who love summer, and those who are right.
Miss Snowwolf falls squarely in the latter category.
While the rest of the population is out faking joy under an unforgiving sun—dripping in SPF 50, chasing tan lines, and pretending sweating is glamorous—Miss Snowwolf is indoors, curtains drawn, sipping iced tea with judgment in her eyes and a fan set to “arctic.”
Summer, to her, isn’t a season. It’s a test. Of patience, tolerance, and the ability to survive modern life with dignity while everything (and everyone) is slowly melting into chaos.
So buckle up—or rather, loosen up, because it’s 93 degrees and society still expects you to wear pants—and let’s dive into why Miss Snowwolf can’t stand summer… and the other hot messes that come with it.
☀️ The Sun: Nature’s Overrated Spotlight
Let’s start with the obvious enemy: the sun.
According to Miss Snowwolf, the sun is just the universe’s way of overexposing us, physically and emotionally. It's bright, aggressive, and insists on being everywhere.
People say, “Don’t you love the feel of the sun on your skin?” Miss Snowwolf replies, “No, I love not aging prematurely.”
For her, sunshine isn’t mood-lifting—it’s migraine-inducing. Sunlight demands cheerfulness. It screams “Go outside! Be productive! Post a bikini pic!” Meanwhile, Miss Snowwolf just wants to wear her all-black wardrobe without collapsing like a Victorian ghost on a fainting couch.Her summer skincare routine?
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SPF 100.
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A hat large enough to block judgment.
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Avoiding eye contact with anyone who says “Let’s hike!”
π©³ Summer Fashion: Who Approved These Fabrics?
Every year, summer shows up with the same energy as a group project member who brings nothing but opinions. It demands you dress “light and breathable,” which is code for see-through, shapeless, and deeply disrespectful to thighs everywhere.
Miss Snowwolf hates summer fashion for one key reason: it’s a betrayal of comfort and dignity.
Crop tops? “I didn’t sign up to fight my laundry for the privilege of wearing half a napkin.”Shorts? “The constant internal debate of ‘Am I flashing someone or just adjusting?’ is not my idea of freedom.”
And don’t get her started on flip-flops.
“Why do we give up all foot protection just because the calendar turned a page? This is how people die in horror movies—barefoot in the woods, following a sound they shouldn’t.”
π₯΅ The Heat: Global Warming, Personal Hell
Miss Snowwolf thrives in sweater weather. She wants cozy socks, warm mugs, and the emotional safety of autumn. Heat, on the other hand, makes her irrational, irritable, and deeply introspective about every life choice that brought her to a sun-drenched sidewalk at noon.
Her coping strategy?-
Avoid movement.
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Avoid people.
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Avoid consciousness.
Summer heat is less “vacation vibes” and more “damp rage.”
People say, “It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity.”
Miss Snowwolf says, “It’s both. And also you.”
πΉ Summer Socializing: Smiling Through Suffering
Ah yes, the season of group texts, rooftop invites, and outdoor seating only.
Miss Snowwolf doesn’t hate people. She just doesn’t want to see all of them in shorts while sipping warm sangria on a metal chair that could double as a stovetop.
Summer gatherings are exhausting. You're expected to be charming, hydrated, un-sweaty, and wearing linen—all while pretending you’re having the best time ever because someone brought watermelon slices and a portable speaker.
Let’s break down the usual suspects at a summer party:
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The Guy Who Won’t Stop Grilling: Is this a cookout or a meat-based hostage situation?
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The Girl Who Calls 88°F ‘Refreshing’: Please seek help.
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The Friend Who Suggests a Group Beach Day: Are you trying to see everyone cry in public?
Miss Snowwolf prefers intimate indoor gatherings, where the drinks are cold, the thermostat works, and no one’s aggressively spraying bug repellent near the hummus.
π΄ Vacations: Instagram Lies and Mosquito Bites
Some people dream of tropical beaches, frozen cocktails, and sunset selfies.
Miss Snowwolf dreams of functioning air conditioning, solitude, and not having to pack.
Vacations in summer are a chaotic mix of bad decisions disguised as bucket list items. She doesn’t want to kayak. She doesn’t want to zip-line. She doesn’t want to wake up at 6:00 AM to stand in line at a tourist trap with a hundred strangers and one working bathroom.
She wants silence.Maybe a cold room with blackout curtains.
Maybe a sarcastic audiobook.
Maybe, maybe, a hotel with room service that doesn’t require human interaction.
Her view? “Why leave home to sweat in a different timezone?”
π Summer Positivity: The Tyranny of Forced Joy
No other season comes with as much social pressure to be happy.
Smiling is mandatory. Gloom is banned. You’re not allowed to be tired, anxious, or introspective. If you’re not living your best life, you're doing summer wrong.
And nothing fuels Miss Snowwolf’s disdain like mandatory joy.“Why do I need to be grateful for sunburns, overpriced festivals, and melted lip balm just because June showed up?”
To her, summer’s endless optimism feels like emotional gaslighting.
She refuses to be bullied into bliss by heatwaves and Instagram captions that say “Sun’s out, buns out.”
Her personal motto?
“I contain multitudes—and most of them are sarcastic, sweaty, and hiding from the sun.”
π₯ Other Hot Messes Miss Snowwolf Is Over
Summer may be the root of her disdain, but let’s not forget the other metaphorical heat sources she deals with all year round.
1. Toxic Positivity
“Everything happens for a reason!”
“Just vibe higher!”
“Good vibes only!”
Miss Snowwolf prefers real vibes only.
“Sometimes things happen because people are selfish, unhinged, or simply bad at communication. Don’t wrap it in glitter.”
2. The Hustle Culture Hype Machine
Summer isn’t a break anymore—it’s just productivity with pit stains.
Workshops. Webinars. Grindset energy.
“Why is ‘beachside WiFi’ treated like a dream? I don’t want to check Slack next to a seagull.”
3. Wellness Overload
With rising temps comes a wave of wellness influencers telling you to wake up at 5 a.m. and drink lemon water under the sun.
“Let me get this straight: you want me to stand outside, in July, on purpose, and inhale intention? No.”
4. Love Bombers
Something about summer brings out the worst in casual daters. Maybe it’s the humidity. Maybe it’s the seasonal delusion.
Miss Snowwolf has been through it:
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“We should spend the whole summer together.”
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“I’ve never felt this way before.”
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[Two weeks later] “I just need to focus on myself.”
Her response: “Focus on disappearing.”
❄️ The Autumn We Deserve
Miss Snowwolf isn’t anti-fun. She’s just pro-comfort, pro-boundaries, and pro-honesty.
She doesn’t want to roast. She wants to rest.
She doesn’t want to bask. She wants to breathe.
And she doesn't want to hear the word “patio” until September.
Her ideal season involves:
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Sweaters.
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Mugs.
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Overcast skies.
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Nobody asking her to “come out and be spontaneous.”
Until then, she’ll endure the season with iced drinks, rolled eyes, and savage commentary.
Final Thoughts: Embrace the Shade
Summer insists on brightness, openness, and constant exposure.
Miss Snowwolf insists on shade—literal and metaphorical.
Because not every moment needs to be lit by golden hour. Some of us thrive in dim lighting, cool air, and the truth.
So as the sun rages on and the world sizzles in performative happiness, remember:
There’s wisdom in the chill.
There’s comfort in the sarcasm.
And there’s nothing wrong with being the cool front in a world addicted to heat.
Miss Snowwolf doesn’t hate summer because she’s cold.
She hates summer because it’s sweaty, chaotic, and deeply overrated.
And honestly? She’s just brave enough to say it.
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