Three weeks ago, I packed up most of my clothes and carefully picked 33 items to wear.
I felt nervous, excited, and a bit crazy all at once.
How’s it going?
When I was a sophomore in college, I packed two suitcases and left my dorm room for the paradise of Hawaii. For four months, I lived without access to a car and with just the items in my suitcases. It was a transformative time in my life in many ways big (I became a vegetarian and my relationship with Mike blossomed from a afar) and small (I ran my first road race and went skydiving), and I think it was in large part because I was living with less. Less clutter, both physically and mentally.
It’s no surprise, then, that this little project has been a breath of fresh air for me.
– My room is cleaner – It’s easier to put things away when there’s less of it that piles up. I used to have several days worth of discarded clothes next to my bed, but with less clothes in my closet, I notice if something is missing. Everything has a its own space. And I can’t really afford to lose a cardigan in a pile next to my bed if I only have two cardigans.
– I do less laundry, and therefore, put away less laundry (my least favorite chore). I’m not sure how this happened – but I noticed that we were doing just two loads of laundry a week instead of three loads of laundry a week. It’s a weird, magical side-effect of having less.
– I sleep in later and mornings are less hectic. It’s sort of pathetic how much of my morning agonizing over my outfit for the day caused. Fewer choices really is more freeing. The absence of morning stress over getting dressed is probably my favorite effect of this experiment.
– It’s not been difficult. As excited as I was about taking on this drastic (to me) experiment, I worried that it’d be difficult or tedious. So far, not so much tedious as freeing. I am free to think about things other than what I’m going to wear. (And I am far from a clothes horse, so it surprised me to realize how much time and energy I was wasting on the simple act of getting dressed).
“By simplifying clothes…you offer freedom from choice and overload, while still allowing for the slow and sure development of personal expression.” — Simplicity Parenting, Kim John Payne
[The Outfits FAIL]
I am terrible at taking photos of myself, even with a tripod. Even with a remote.
First, my husband photobombed a blurry photo:
Then, my son did:
Then, Gabe got all dramatic about how he doesn’t have enough clothes to even wear a shirt:
Well, friends, I think you’ll agree I’m totally the next fashion blogger.
Pigeon-toed poses, here we come!