This past Sunday, back before power-outages and interrupted football games (gosh that seems like SO LONG AGO), I cleaned out my closet. I tried on every single item of clothing I own and got rid of… well, almost everything.
I somehow managed to make it through this summer with just the few shirts I had that fit. When I say ‘few’, I mean it. I’d estimate off the top of my head, maybe 5 or 6? That doesn’t count t-shirts, of course. I’m talking nicer, ‘I wouldn’t be embarrassed to run into an old boyfriend in this shirt‘ kind of shirt. And as for shorts, I had 3 pairs that got me through the summer: two denim and 1 khaki. I know. That’s not a lot of clothes. But keep in mind I spent 90% of my time at home chasing a toddler. She doesn’t mind if I’m in my sweats or gym shorts all day. Motherhood: Where putting on jeans and a t-shirt to go to the grocery store is considered ‘fancy‘!
Now that colder weather is right around the corner, I started looking through my long-sleeved shirts and pants and realized in a panic that I SERIOUSLY DIDN’T FIT IN ANYTHING. Nearly everything I own is either too big or too small. For the last 2 falls, I was sporting maternity clothes- during pregnancy and post-partum. And the fall previous to all that, I was a lot thinner than I am now- like 10 pounds or more. Which when it comes to clothing can mean 1, 2, sometimes 3 sizes difference. So I’m stuck here in this weird middle-ground that doesn’t leave me with much to choose from in my closet.
For so long, I held on to those things I wanted to wear again. Oh, I’ll lose some weight and be back in that shirt/skirt/pair of pants someday soon! But, I need to be realistic. And I need to realize that hey, I’m going to be driving Maggie to daycare in January either naked or in shorts unless I do something- I need to PURGE and SHOP.
So I spent about an hour and a half trying everything on, and this is the pile I loaded into a garbage bag for GoodWill. There are some great clothes in this pile, and I will miss some of them. But I also know that I will probably never be the right size for them again, so it’s time to move on. (Also, a few of them are from college. That was *gulp* SEVEN years ago. Definitely time to move on.)
You may be curious what my closet looks like after purging all of this. Kind of a barren wasteland.
Now, there were a few things downstairs in the laundry when I took this picture: 3 pairs of jeans, a few shirts. But pretty much… this is it.
Guess who’s going to the mall on Saturday, armed with a list of staple-type items for her wardrobe? ME! Here’s what I have so far:
– long-sleeved white button-down shirt
– miscellaneous shirts, any kind really
– black dressy pants
– jeans (2-3 pairs, because one pair of mine is getting worn pretty badly, and another: HELLO MUFFIN TOP.)
– black dressy shirt
– black skirt
– khakis (a casual-type pair- I have a nice dressy pair that fit pretty well)
– sweaters (I have 1. It’s red.)
– gym shorts (3-4. Just keepin’ it real here, because like I said: 90% of my time is at home with Maggie. I like to be comfy.)
– socks (Most of mine look like swiss cheese.)
– spring/fall jacket (a hoodie DOES NOT COUNT.)
– gloves for winter
– brown boots with a SQUARE toe (mine that I have LOVED for 4 years are finally on their last leg. or foot. HA!)
– bras (I am going to Victoria’s Secret to get measured. I’m interested to find out just how WRONG my current bra size is.)
I’m totally open to ideas for this list. Any suggestions or advice is much appreciated! I’m going for nice, classic items that I can wear to dinner (ChickFilA! or someplace where they actually wait on us and we have to leave a tip), family and social gatherings, even meetings with clients. Also, and this is the part that hurts: I’m almost 30 years old, and I think my days of shopping the clearance rack of the junior department at Target are over. Dang you Target and your cute, cheap clothes that don’t really fit me quite right but I buy them anyway! I need to force myself to buy NICE, QUALITY clothes this time around. If I have to pay regular price for something that fits me well and is exactly what I need, then I’m just going to have to do that (however, you can BET I’ll be looking at the sale racks of those ‘fancy’ stores first!!)
I have warned Dan about this mall trip. Not just the length of time I’ll be gone (like, ALL DAY. He’s on Monster duty!!) but also the amount of money I’ll be spending. He has no clue what nice woman’s clothing can cost, seeing as he can visit the sale rack at Kohl’s and leave with 3 shirts and a new pair of pants for less than $30 total. WITHOUT TRYING THEM ON. (So not fair! How do guys DO THAT??)
I just told him one thing: DO NOT LOOK AT THE RECEIPTS UNLESS YOU WANT TO WEEP FOR DAYS.