And just like that, we’ve hit the fall season like a young pup hits a screened-door. Caught off guard and slightly confused. You can deny it all you want, but temperatures are dropping and necklines are rising – it’s almost time to even put your aircon away, gasp. Trust me, I’m just as annoyed as you are. I only got a tan twice this summer: the first was during a 150 mile fundraising bike ride under the blaring sun, who gifted me the most direct and unmistakable farmer’s tan via our team jersey. I then spent the second opportunity trying…