There is another chapter in the Scribblings Page and there is another chapter in my closet. There are also five huge plastic garbage bags full of clothes that have been accumulating in the spare closet as I set aside the things I was not wearing or not feeling comfortable in. I have to admit that many of them are thrift shop purchases. It has been a way to experiment at less cost, though perhaps the cost of the overall experiment has been a bit high. In the end I think it was worth trying everything I liked the look of on a hanger in order to confirm for myself what I really do want to wear and what feels like me. Just because I like it that does not mean I am happy wearing it.
It's funny to me that I was less of a clothing conformist in my youth. I wonder what happened? Several things, I suppose but now I feel like I am back on track. I am sure I will still make mistakes but I think I will make fewer. I will still want a wardrobe that allows me to experiment and create layers, but overall I know what colours, fabrics, shapes and textures I want. I know what silhouettes work for me. When I look at my rail of clothing, at the stacks of tee shirts and sweaters, at my rack of hanging scarves, I see nothing but colours that make me sigh with happiness. I see fabric I want to wrap myself up in. I see that it looks like Shawna lives here.
I am wishing everyone a lovely weekend and not I must dash off and build an ark.