Reject!

For the sake of blog honesty I'll continue my clothes documentation even after an itchy and uncomfortable day. But that's the point, right? I'm actually self-conscious about posting pictures of my outfits because I'm so critical of other "fashion" bloggers. I am not pretending I'm fashionable, or even well dressed, the purpose is that I'm just trying to recognize reasons for the clothes I collect. All that aside, I totally cringe when I see pictures of a blogger trying to look stylish in a boring outfit, sexy-posed for a self portrait in a cluttered second bedroom or sewing nook. Of course I've elevated myself out of that scenario by taking pictures of myself in a cluttered kitchen wearing clothes from tenth grade.

Here I am, wearing my invisible cloak that does not see enough use.


No really.


On Monday I broke out a pair of brown tweed wool pants from the Gap that I got in my sophomore or junior year of high school. I liked them very much and I fancied them resembling the great slacks outfits of Katherine Hepburn. I wore these a lot throughout high school and then into the early years of college and I probably haven't touched them since. After Monday's wear, I still like the idea of them a lot, they're a solid winter pant, but the execution is almost unbearable. First, even through two tucked in shirts, the wool waistband itched and itched and itched. Secondly, the waist was up near my ribs. Even with this feature the zipper was much too long and the crotch had a billowy, balloon-like quality. In the back, the high waist also brought a balloon-like quality to an area that doesn't need the term billowy attached to it.  Then there were the wide legs. The problem I have wearing wide legged pants is that they always make me feel short and I don't like feeling short. I can hardly stand these pictures and today I had to overcompensate by wearing all black. 

As a result, the the 1997 wool slacks are headed to the Goodwill unless I decide I want to use the fabric for something else, or unless someone wants them after my glowing review.


**BONUS**


Ninja outfit

Two Things

1. The rest of this week I've worn standard clothes. I did wear a shirt to yoga that I never wear and had forgotten I had. It was okay.


2. I'm assuming if I mailed you a christmas card last year, you'd like one this year. Yes? Let me know.


Over and Out.

Green on Green

...for Ceri, because no one else is reading. 

Also note the Gordon Matta-Clark installation to my left.

Initiative for the Initiative-less

After online christmas shopping turned into a glut of personal clothes shopping, I'm using a rainy day to clean out my closet. Generally, I wear the same rotation of clothes each week; a couple of button ups, some knit-wear, and jeans with an occasional pair of fancy pants (ha!). The problem is that I have loads of clothes I never wear, but keep around because I like the material or color or it's a piece that fits into the life I wish I had--the one where I go to nice places wearing red lipstick, smoking cigarettes on long holders (obviously, this life also involves time travel). So my new initiative is to try to wear my entire wardrobe at least through several laundry rotations. I will wear everything and if I don't like it everything marginal is going to the Goodwill, then I'm going to establish my uniform and be done with idle clothes shopping.*


So that's that.




*Unfortunately, I found a really great pair of jeans and, of course, they're not sold anymore.