I am in the midst of a great wardrobe makeover.
The last few days have been emotional. It seems so silly to say, but I am attached to my clothes, all of them, even the ones that don’t fit. I used to sell on eBay and later on Etsy and have accumulated quite the mass of beautiful clothes. When I go to the thrift store and come across a beautiful vintage dress, no matter the size, I feel a great need to buy it and ‘rescue’ it. Over the years I have built up quite an amazing wardrobe of dresses that once fit, never fit, and a very small handful of dresses that do fit. This was okay when I was selling, but I’m not anymore.
Last week I decided I really need to change things. Having a closet full of dresses that fit me in my early 20′s (back when my diet consisted of gin and tonics and 2 am taco shop burritos) was giving me a bit of a complex about my post baby body–even though I am normally quite happy with my self image. I held on to two or three really special too-small dresses, but packed up the rest. Saturday we loaded up the car and I sold about 2/3 of it all at the resale store.
I got a pretty hefty sum (at least by my standards!), and have been doing some serious shopping, both online and locally. I’m sure the coming days will be filled with plenty of pictures about my great closet makeover, but for now I can rest easy knowing that tomorrow I can wake up and have my pick at anything hanging in my closet.