Every year around this time I start to feel like my closet resembles the weather: everything is dark, tired and dull. After a winter full of heavy, dark days, my soul longs for something bright or playful, something that hints at the promise of summer. So every year around this time I go shopping.
This year was no exception. Thanks to some fresh-to-me designs and irresistible sales, I have some new additions in my closest and a not insignificant balance on my credit card. But I still don't feel like I've made a dent in my dreary wardrobe. The fact is, a few new items can't entirely change the tone of an entire wardrobe. And the tone of my wardrobe was old.
With a preschooler and a toddler, I'm no stranger to the Goodwill truck. We have a box of stuff for them almost every month. But I hadn't really given my own closest a good once over in apparently years. I was wearing clothes that I had purchased pre-kids and in some cases, pre-career. These are not items I spent a lot of money on with the anticipation that I'd have for years and years to come. They were make-due-at -the-moment kinds of purchases that should have been disposed of long ago. Why was I still wearing these things?
The answer is simple: I never made time for myself. There always seemed to be something better to do with the time or the money that would have been spent on a Karen-exclusive shopping trip. But, as I've mentioned before, I think it is important for working women - moms especially - to look fresh. Having an updated wardrobe is part of that. And looking good makes me feel better about myself. I don't need to be showing up at soccer practice in the latest designs, but I don't need to be wearing some worn-out black pants from 2003, either.
This year I bought more than one or two things to spice up my wardrobe. And I donated almost every item that pre-dated KJ (some suits a notable exception). While I have fewer items to choose from each morning, the items I have are better. They are more professional, fit better, are more true to who I am today. A lot has changed since 2003. And I'm glad to say now my clothes have too.