Anyhoo, I have a few things to blabber about today so here goes. I woke up this morning and went into my closet to find something to wear. You can probably figure out where this is going...... Well, now that we have jumped head first directly into winter, it seems as though I have nothing but clothes from 1980 to wear. When does that happen? One day your clothes are normal, if not cool, and the next day they are outdated and frumpy.
(I suppose that didn't happen in one day, but it seems like it!) I have plenty of summer wear items that look newer and somewhat trendy but really nothing in the winter clothes department that even resembles hip. I need a "What Not to Wear" intervention. It seems as though almost all my clothes were purchased anywhere from 5-7 years ago. Oh right, that was just about the time I had my second then third child. I guess that explains a lot.
I went from at least monthly trips to the mall or outlet stores to bitching and moaning about heading to the mall once a year. Only to further bitch and moan about the cost of things and how we have oil to buy and mortgage payments to make. Because going to the mall means this:
$60 gas to get there and back
$60 at least for lunch out for 5 people (unless you eat at the gross food court, then it's only $30)
$80-100 dollars of stuff for the kids
kids hiding in the racks or running through the store while I try to find my size, all the while saying, Mom are you done yet? I want to go to the Apple store!
which then in turn = $0 of stuff for mom. And here we are at the reason for frumpy mom clothes.
There just doesn't ever seem to be a good time to go blow $600 on trendy decent work clothes. Not to mention I am so over wearing heels and nylons. It just isn't practical in Maine winters to wear heels and a dress with nylons to work, schlepping through the snow and ice, only to change at lunch and workout and get all sweaty to come back to work and put on the nylons and dress. Yuck.
Even still. I think I need an intervention. I believe it is time for me to purge my closet of anything older than my youngest and bite the bullet and get some new things.
Cripes. When did I become so cheap? Being an adult stinks.
Do you have frumpy mom clothes?
How often do you splurge on new things for yourself?
and I'm not talking about running stuff!!!