The new luxury is a small wardrobe.
i had been inspired before by A Pair and a Spare‘s post about “wardrobe rehab” and Dead Fleurette‘s general high standards for quality and wearability in her clothes to attempt some of those things on my own. however, i feel like rehab just cleans things up for the next binge and too much restraint stifles any sort of creative play with clothing, both of which are on very paralyzing ends of the closet clearing spectrum. it’s just like crash dieting for me; it never sticks, no matter how hard i swear by it each summer. i’ll do the same thing: put stuff on ebay, buy more shit later. it’s not just a cycle anymore, it’s a sucking vortex. i’ve accepted it for a long time that i’m a compulsive shopper–after all it is in the name of this blog–even qualified it as a quirk and valued it at times. and i’ve always thought it was ok because i have my own sense of style, i follow trends, but at my own pace and to my own tastes. though i do in fact feel that way about my style, i have developed some hateful feelings towards my spendthrift ways and that it has fossilized the following problems:
- cheap clothing with lousy quality – you heard me f21, uo. in fact all fast fashion is guilty of this, h&m, zara, asos included. you lure me in with your cheap prices, which i used to be all about for the cheap thrills, but i can’t stand the crap quality and fit anymore.
- over-invested trend pieces – i have obsessive tendencies and when i go for a trend, i really go for it. which is why i have a bagillion pleated skirts i dont wear anymore and tons of plastic bracelets from “those” days. i bought these things because it feels like a wardrobe basic, but its not. it’s just a parasite and i can’t seem separate the difference.
- impulse purchases/buying “unique” items – these are those things that are so special i never consider where i’ll wear them. often times i have no trouble making up an occasion, but when i’m goo-goo eyed for something pretty faced, i don’t often think about it. i just want them just to have them and i get it. it’s a problem.
- sale items – augh. i’m a sucker for a sale. i think i’m getting a good deal, which i probably am, but not often in the long run, because there is no long run for more of my sale things, it’s a sit there.
the idea of possessing something easily fills a void in my life at the moment and it is infuriatingly satisfying. the long term result though is just a frustrated me and yet another yearly wardrobe overhaul. its a mess. yes, i love dabbling in new looks, but i need to be more methodical and selective. i just didn’t know how to control myself, at any price point.
i read Fashionising’s article about “the curated wardrobe” and it just struck me how i should be going about fixing my wardrobe quaries. i don’t just want to clear out old clothes: i want a curated wardrobe, my own curated wardrobe (i just like alliteration so my feature will named thusly. nyah). fashionising hasn’t written their method to this wardrobe curating process yet (note to fashionising: follow up on that foreplay and get on that shit!), so i decided to meditate on my own. after trying methods prescribed by magazines and favorite bloggers alike, i’ve concluded that it’s pretty important that people not follow other people’s methods blindly, but tailor one for themselves. this is a deeply personal thing, and while friends and family can help, you are ultimately the one wearing the clothes, so nothing else matters except your final word. here’s my current working model, which is based off of A Pair and A Spare’s and will be expanded upon:
- Defining personal style
- Visualizing dream wardrobe
- Culling and Purging
- Determining Essentials and Trends
what you see in the photo is my closet in the step 3/4 phase. i’m jumping around to all of these steps because it takes a lot of time and self-reflection to cure consumerism.