When we first moved abroad, I remember that each morning my parents would look out the window, grin at each other and say ” it’s sunny again today”! It became a bit of a thing and we all used to dread coming back to the UK each summer; having to pack for every possible weather condition known to man. I say ‘we’, but I expect it was actually my Mother who used to do all the dreading as she was probably in charge of the packing.
Some years later when I came back to school in the UK I took charge of my own packing and at the end of each terms I would fold all my school uniform and mufti clothes away in my school trunk at the end of each term and it would be stored in the basement until the next term. It didn’t phase me at all and I was quite used to living by this regular three month ritual. Thinking about it now, I did have have four separate wardrobes back then; a very British school uniform ( pinnies, boaters, white and brown gloves and an actual cloak) mufti to wear after school, summery clothes to wear when at home abroad and another set for the summer holidays, mainly spent on the Dorset coast in the UK. That probably sounds far more glamorous than it actually was; it’s not like I had fancy ‘collections’ or anything; I just had climate and occasion appropriate clothes to suit the various aspects of my life. On reflection, it’s no wonder that for so many years since, I’ve had such a bizarre, eclectic collection of mismatched clothes and have struggled so to find my own style 😀
Somehow, over the the years and with most of my time being spent in just one location and with a far less interesting and varied lifestyle,I slipped in to the habit of just having two season’s worth of clothes and swapping over twice a year. It didn’t really work that well and what with all the different styles and personalities I was trying to wear, it all became a bit manic and out of control. I kept on buying stuff in the vain hope that I’d manage to find myself somewhere in amongst all the bizarre collections of clothes. I had so many outfits which I’d co ordinated prettily from pieces I’d found from various places but they frequently disappointed me. Either the style of the outfit was wrong for my height and shape or the colours were wrong for my colouring. The more I failed to achieve what I sought, the more pieces I bought…
Well, I’m so happy to have finally stepped off that wheel of continual want and waste. Of all the separate pieces I had in my winter collection, there is only one item I haven’t worn at all and that’s the red jeans, because they are ( still) too tight. Although, I’ve only worn my navy dress the pink tweed skirt and my pink wool coat just one time as well. I like the idea of the tweed skirt, the colour and the style are fine but I’m just not sure how it looks on…
Perhaps I’m not dressing it with the right things so I’ll keep it a while and try to find some new ways to wear it. I LOVE my pink coat but I’ve decided that it’s more suited to spring. I don’t need two knee length wool coats for winter and I’d rather not wear a black one in Spring so I’ll have it cleaned and then store it away until Autumn or Winter and keep the pink one for use in early spring.
There are quite a few items I’ve let go. For the first time, I think, I shall be ending a season with less than I started and would you believe that it’s now nearly two months since I bought any clothing … the pair of tights I bought to replace a worn pair doesn’t count.
I’ve donated three scarves, a cardigan, a jumper and two tops and swiftly returned a pair of shoes which I loved and wore about the house for two days until I finally conceded that I just cannot comfortably wear heels over two inches. However fabulous they may look and no matter how much they may elongate my legs, I SIMPLY WILL NOT SUFFER for appearance’s sake. Had I not injured my foot as a child then I may well be able to wear heels now and for a long time I did wear them; ignoring the pain, but I value my health and body so much these days and as my (imaginary) modelling career is probably also on the wane, I shan’t worry too much!
I’ve already had a peek in the trunk (the very same one I’ve had since school) at my Spring and Summer selection and I’ve already donated a pair of jeans, a tunic jumper, top, skirt, leggings and dress from it so I’m expecting to start off with a collection of items in which I like every single pieces.
I’ll admit that I am ready for a change now, I’m starting to feel just a bit bored with seeing the same items each time I open the wardrobe and as I honestly haven’t worn a pair of shoes in months, I’m quite looking forward to seeing something other than boots on my feet.
I’ve kept my diary free for next weekend, and thank goodness I don’t work Fridays, this seasonal wardrobe swapping is definitely a Three Day Event!