I got ready in a hurry this morning, rushing to fit in a trip to the grocery store before the work day began. Never can be too careful when our Georgia weather forecast includes the words snow or ice. I made it to work — on time even! — and looked down at my outfit and realized that I’m pretty sure I wore this shirt earlier in the week. That happens to me sometimes, when I have a mid-week laundry session. I simply forget and re-wear. But then I realized that I’ve worn this shirt and some others a lot. I am in an outfit rut.
It reminded me of my best friend from college. He decided one semester to simplify his life by wearing a black shirt and khaki pants — every. day. Now, don’t think he wore the SAME black shirt and khaki pants, but sure enough, the look became his unofficial uniform.
I’ve heard of women who do that — who decide to wear all black or all neutrals and then simply accessorize to spice things up. I wonder what it would be like to do that. Then I realize that I like variety. I like my royal blue dress that makes me smile when I wear it, my favorite red scarf that adds just the right pop, and my fun gray and black plaid skirt that has a certain swish when I walk. But there’s something to be said for the simplicity of, say the wardrobe in the photo above — all the pieces matching, all interchangeable.
I am nearly finished reading Marie Kondo’s book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. I’ve talked about the book a time or two before, and I’m not 100% sold on the idea that EVERY thing in my world needs to spark joy. Just looking at my desk, I’m not sure the stapler would pass that test, but it sure comes in handy when I need to get receipts to stay together! But, I do like the idea of wearing clothes that make me smile or make me feel pretty or at least remind me that my fight to limit my carbs is working a bit since I can wear these pants that are TWO sizes smaller than what I was wearing. And I’m pretty sure it would be okay to let go of those shoes that I can’t walk in or that make my toes feel all squished.
So, an iffy weather weekend and the wardrobe blahs may inspire me to tackle a Marie Kondo-inspired purge of my closet. My Saturday inside may generate some bags of goodies for Goodwill and some repurposing or rediscovering of a few lost-loves.