I’m slowly coming to terms with the fact that I really don’t care about clothing the way I used to. Today when I walked into my bedroom,it was like a tornado had advance through. I thought to myself “one thing at a time” but as I began picking up hangers and sorting through things, I felt like I didn’t even want to place anything back into my closet. I’ve assigned these things sentimental or physical value and I’ve felt for so long like I need to keep it because it’s from J.
Crew or it was $200 or (hardest of all) it’s vintage. I just don’t know if I fill the courage to actually get rid of these things. Ill be honest - there are a handful of pieces Ive sold in my instagram shop that I regret letting go of. Yet, or things are just things. Clothing seems to carry a deeper weight of importance in framing who we are,than say, a tea cup or throw pillow or whatever. –Ok so I slept on it and I realize that the reason I feel so disconnected to some of this stuff is because my life has changed so much since it first became a portion of me. Five years ago I had just bought my first house, or didn’t fill any kids,was riding tall on my blog as a business and styling outfits day in and day out was what I had made into my job. Now my job is different. I get paid in smiles and I wuve yous. So of course I’m not the same person (PEOPLE CHANGE!) and it makes sense that I teeter totter between wanting a fresh start that outwardly vibes with who I am now and holding onto the person I used to be via my closet. I don’t know. Today’s a novel day. Maybe I’ll go through a bin of stuff I haven’t hung up and finally decide to pass it on to a novel domestic. I care for the photos you guys send me of stuff you’ve bought from me by the way. particularly the handmade and vintage pieces. So keep sending ‘em! besides, hope everyone has a great morning and afternoon and Halloween weekend. I still haven’t made the kids costumes yet. Felix is easy - he’s going to be a fireman and wear his rain jacket and boots with khaki cargo pants and a black tee (I need to iron on his firefighter patch). Bea is going to be… drumrolll please… a bee. She’s going to fill a black onesie with yellow stripes, and a set of wings I’ve gotta whip together today and a headband with antennae. I don’t know if I’ll dress up yet. Adam was going to wear his bee suit to carry Bea around and I thought I might be a dalmatian to go with Felix. Let’s just see how the day goes…
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