I have been thinking on the amount of clothes I have/want compared to what I need and actually wear. In my head I have lots of ideas of what I still need and why, but as I sit here in my yoga clothes getting ready to hop on my indoor bicycle, I realize my daily reality is frought with loungewear and exercise gear. Yes, we go out to eat at a casual type place one a week. Yes, I like to look pulled together to run errands, even when it's hot as blazes out there. But at what point do I say to myself, "enough is enough. Be content with what you have." ?
I know some of this is due to my fashion awakening of sorts last fall and realizing a lot of what I had didn't work. Of course I needed to replace all the too short tops and dated prints and pick up a few newer silhouttes. But I feel like it's become an ongoing obsession to plug all the wardrobe holes. And yet, three quarters of the time I am in loungey stuff and feeling a tad ill at ease. I want to wear my better stuff. But I don't want to 'waste it' sitting here with the cat and just wearing things out in the washer.
Perhaps it's just the heat of summer wearing on me. But I'm feeling almost separated from my wardrobe right now. It's like it's something I look at and work on but am not wearing. Sigh.