When I wrote this day in the life post, I talked about having a limited amount of clothing options for work.
The truth is, I sort of generally have a limited amount of clothing options.
I try not to have more than 5 work outfits that work in all temperatures and then 5 work outfits per season (season for this Florida girl is defined as hot and not hot) and 4 “play” outfits. So 14 outfits in rotation at a time. Of course, you can mix and match pants / jeans / tops, and I do own six cardigans. But that’s it.
I own two pairs of jeans, grey and black slacks (one pair each) and three skirts (jean, black and grey). Everything else is dresses, and I typically only have 4-5 per season.
My family and friends are always like “Hoooooowwwww?” and “Whyyyyyyy?” because it’s definitely not common to operate this way.
What really happened is that I hate laundry.
I started out the way most people do: by getting rid of clothes I don’t like or don’t wear, but I still found myself doing six to eight loads at a time! As a single person, that’s nutty. What was happening is that I hate it so much that I just wasn’t doing it, so it built up and turned into this monster task that took forever and reinforced how awful it is to me.
So, I started to think about how my sister told me once that dreadlocks were a sign of giving up the sin of vanity. I’ve always loved that idea. And I love the idea of not regularly supporting a society that tells me that I must have the current trend, the prettiest hair, the best of everything.
I like certain things that I don’t really want to give up; things like my Pandora bracelet, flowy dresses and nail polish. I’m not trying to go rogue with my look. But this amount of clothing works for me and picking out an outfit for work in the morning isn’t hard because there are so few things to choose from.
The truth is: I love to get dressed up. I love to window shop and create and come up with a style. Love it. And if my schedule were more laid back, I would probably bring in some more options. Maybe. I seriously hate laundry that much, y’all.
But one thing I’ve learned from a combo of time and reading (shout out to you sharing your journey, Megan, it’s made a huge difference to me!) and getting older, it’s that I need to feel good. I need to look in the mirror and like what I see when I have no clothing on at all.
Learning how to embrace my body has made me care both more and less about what clothes I put on it. I insist on high quality, only wear things that are comfortable, and require they be adorable. But, I also don’t need gobs of clothing like I used to because it’s my body that’s great, not my closet. My wallet thanks me for this.
Now, if having a lot of clothing is important to you and you don’t mind (or have to do) the laundry that goes with it then rock ‘n’ roll – keep it up and keep doing what you love the way you love it!
I’d like to know – how do you keep your closet feeling fresh and clean? What kinds of things do you love that are in there? What’s your relationship with your clothes?