So I've been undergoing a midlife crisis - employment, aging, relationships, coming to grips with my body, blah blah blah. And of course this ends up in my closet, right? If *I'm* confused, my closet is certainly going to be!
Well, I have yet to chuck my husband but I *have* been storming my closet. I've purged loads and there's more to go! In doing this, a few things came clear to me that may have already been clear to the rest of you, but humor me.
* I don't plan outfits. I like to reach in and know that everything will pretty much play nice with everything else. The idea of planning an outfit actually makes me feel trapped and unhappy. I like to have options, then select from them, instead.
* I don't typically enjoy myself in patterns or color. I prefer textures. That means I have a lot of black and white, gray, navy - deeper shades - and whites. But they are all texturally interesting. (Where do I like color? In accessories and shoes.)
* I gravitate toward two styles of items:
- fitted, classic cuts (typically pants and jackets)
- avant-garde, archetectural, deconstructed, or slightly unexpected iterms (typically tops) that have looser fits, or visual or hand texture, or can be layered to add visual interest
- I LOVE wearing these two styles together!
Well, maybe this was all dawn breaking over marblehead, but it seems like a big epiphany to *me!* (Bear with me, ladies! I'll get there eventually.)
Upshot? I'm off to pull anything that isn't simple and clean, or unexpected and rough, out of my closet and into a holding bin. And then we'll see what happens!