Becoming a parent was a where my two "wardrobe selves" divided and I continued to think I had most use for dress-up outfits, when in fact 90% of the times I was in sweats, pj, gym gear.
A turning point in my efforts to bring them back as one was: shoes. Once I understood that more shoes were the solution, my life got so much easier. I mean by this that in order to adapt working life, social life, being coquette and motherhood, one mostly needs better shoes. Because lets face it, motherhood demands it. If, when opening your closet to get dressed, all you find in terms of comfortable shoes are huge Nikes trainers, then you are kind of forced to adapt the rest of your outfit to them. The day I started to invest in high quality 8 hr shoes and boots I immediately broadened my wardrobe possibilities and found my wardrobe much less polarized.
Still, I catch myself getting things for my dream life from time to time.
One can dream, right?
About the fantasy body: also a very interesting point, Una. With age, as I accept myself, the Fantasy Bod clutters my reason less and less. My fantasy bod included NON-muscular calves, tiny waist, mile-long legs, broad hips. Then I understood I was a short leg, long torso inverted triangle. Duh. Nowadays I love it when I make a purchase for my actual body, celebrating what it has, not what I want it to have.
