So the #ClosetSafari continues.
I’ve managed to drag a few old blouses out here and there, but nothing wildly drastic has happened. I still haven’t dealt with the old skirts that are too long or too big (answer: they need to go to the Goodwill). But we’ll get there.
Mostly, I’ve discovered that I pretty much love everything that I own, and if I’m on the fence about it, it’s a staple piece.
Golf clap for past Kat buying things that present Kat would want to own, even if the transition from Winter to Spring is hell, and right now I along with every other woman in America hates everything in my closet.
I guess what all of that really means is that purging is at a standstill.
What I can tell you is that I have been in a fight with pants lately. Not because they don’t fit (they do), but because everything seems like…too much.
So when Loft announced a 40% off sale this morning, I pounced. Just last week I was wandering Southdale before Jillian and I gathered for dinner, and I was pleasantly surprised by their inventory (the last year or so has just been tiring, fashion-wise). I promised myself that if they had a sale and I could still remember any of the dresses, then I would buy.
This is a good method by the way.
It goes without saying that I remembered.
My rules for dresses: Pattern-wise, they cannot look like other dresses I own. I must be able to reincarnate all of them in one way or another for work and synagogue attendance (read: the hell that is outfit planning for the high holidays).
I’m looking forward to them (and spring!) getting here! It’s time to frock-up.