I admit I am prone to a bit of hyperbole at times, and apparently I recently described my feelings over my wardrobe as involving endless guilt. There is certainly a grain of truth in that and probably more than one grain, nevertheless I do allow myself a bit of poetic license. Still, with some people responding to my feelings about clothing by telling me that they find clothing fun, a creative outlet or a form of entertainment, I am realising that for the most part I don't. What I would like is a life sized Barbie. A dress form would do. I enjoy making outfits, I do enjoy the creativity of putting things together, but often I do not actually wish to wear them. Enjoying this process, playing with clothing while it is on the hanger or coming home from the thrift shop with a great find, is not translating well into my daily choices. I am an over-thinker and the more clothing I have the more it encourages my over-thinking. I thought it would be the other way around. I thought lots of options would make getting dressed easy or fun but for me, it doesn't.
Of course, that is in part because of some of my admittedly weird ideas. Ideas I cannot seem to shake. A full closet looks cluttered to me. Clothing that goes unworn for months at a time, unless it is really out of season, bothers me as though it is my neglected child or pet or I am somehow a failure for not wearing it. No, I don't think I need therapy for that. I have a blog. I have blogging friends who can say to me, Shawna you are a bit strange but it's okay. In this way I will get on with things. I will leave you with an outfit photo and now I must go and hit the booze because my neighbour is massacring good songs over and over and over, hitting only every fifth note accurately, and I might as well pretend I am at a karaoke bar. And that, my friends, is NO exaggeration.
And now, for your viewing pleasure, I present a cafe outfit. The cafe post comes later because putting the words and pictures that belong together in the same post, well that is for normal people!
Featuring The Joni Scarf
The boots I am wearing are black. I have gotten rid of black clothing but still have a few items, boots and shoes, which I love and happen to be black. I will keep them until they are eventually replaced with something similar but not black. I often wear dark brown and it can be indistinguishable from black in the photos. That's kind of irrelevant but I just thought I'd add it.
hat, skirt, sweater-thrifted