Since losing weight and leaving a corporate job, I have steadily been rebuilding my wardrobe. And I realize just how terrible I am at doing so. I buy on love vs. need; a method that has abandoned me in fashion no-man’s land. You see, when you only have a small number of pieces to choose from and they are all as batsh*t crazy as these shoes, you end up with nada to wear on a daily basis.
Now, I don’t own these shoes, but I love them. Which means I’m thinking about them. They are one part tribal, one part tiki, and one part nautical. That’s three parts utter lunacy. This look does not represent my closet per se; however, they do represent the level of styling difficulty each piece in my closet possesses. Yesterday I must have changed clothes three times just to go pick my mom up to have work done on her car. Pick-up-mom-for-car-maintenance is a tee-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops moment. And I – I have foolishly purchased all my basics from J. Crew and it is against my personal policy to step out in one brand entirely.
On top of it all, I have purchased more shoes than anything else. And while my feet HAVE shrunk, I admit a slight addiction to shoes above my necessity for them.
How do I escape no-man’s land? I believe I must diversify in terms of color, material, and style and continue to build my wardrobe with some more versatile pieces worthy of throwing on to run various errands without looking like a hopeless fashion plate. I need emergency-McFlurry-run clothes, last-minute-mail-my-taxes clothes – you get the picture. Words of advice from my sensible readers?