Two weeks in and I am kind of over this capsule thing for 5 specific reasons:
1) The Effing Weather!
I selected my clothes during the most gorgeous fall we've ever experienced in Minnesota. 50 and 60 degree days! Amazing!
However, for the last 10 days, it's January-like temps & lots of snow (not Buffalo-style, but still). Suddenly, I don't want to wear my grey cowboy boots or vegan leather jacket. In fact, about 25 percent of my capsule is more or less unwearable.
I was expecting it to get cold, but not this fast! Winter doesn't even technically start for a month.
2) I Selected Clothing Hastily (also, I was being cheap).
You know when Billy Crystal launches into that speech at the end of When Harry Met Sally and it ends with something like, "When you finally realize you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, you want the rest of your life to begin as soon as possible"? Well that's how I felt about this capsule thing. I just wanted to start already!
I still really like most of the things I picked, but in retrospect, I should've thought ahead about this snap in the weather and planned accordingly. I have too many long sleeved shirts (one that aren't good for layering) and not enough things to wear over them. That's partially because I didn't want to spend more money on sweaters and the like, which seemed like a thrifty idea at the time.
I could definitely use a plain, oversized cardigan or two. And maybe some fleece-lined leggings.
3) I already ruined my favorite thing.
Yep. Part of this whole deal was to buy nice things that I would take care of. So I did. For example, a $60 charcoal sweatshirt (pictured above).
Just didn't quite realize it was 25 percent wool and I effing shrunk it in the wash! It might be salvageable, but it's just not the same. IDIOT!
4) Shopping Follows Me Everywhere!
I spent the weeks prior to posting my wardrobe looking up links to clothes, etc. Which means every time I look at any site with ads, it's showing me pictures of clothing I like. On sale. I don't need to shop, shopping finds me. I am holding strong...
for the most part...
5) Shhh... I Kinda Cheated.
I absolutely can't stand one of my pairs of jeans. They're supposed to be skinny jeans, but I just got them hemmed and they kinda flair at the bottom, making them hard to tuck into boots. I never want to wear them. What kills me is that they're the expensive Citizens of Humanity ones.
I swapped them out for these, which were in the tub in the basement. They're really old and faded, but they fit inside my boots. They're better in the summer because they're light weight, but I can handle them 'til January 9.
Ok, and I also bought a pair of stylish winter boots because I've been slipping everywhere! They are so cute and I bought them with a Nordstrom gift card and I will take a pic when they arrive.
So yeah, I cheated. Having said all that...
I am still liking only having a few options.
It's still making getting ready a breeze. And has dramatically cut down on my decision fatigue (that is a thing & you can read about it here). I really like a few of the items I have a TON. I've worn this shirt eight times (estimate). I just wish I had a GD cardigan to go over it.
At any rate, this is what I've been wearin':
I'm standing to the side because these boots are significantly cuter from the side. Not loving them anymore. I think I'm skewing more ankle boot lately. Maybe I will sell them on eBay, though they are great on a motorcycle, which is important because my husband has one... or five. Whatever.
Saturday morning running errands and heading to a coffee shop. I'd the glasses are for my far-sightedness, but I don't even know what that means.
I only "need" glasses when I don't feel like putting on makeup.
P.S. Say hi to my dog, Patsy!
Wore this to THE Garth Brooks concert. The best part was when the drunk dudes behind us spilled a full beer down my back. Hoping it doesn't stain this beautiful white top... currently in the wash.
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Two weeks down, a lot more to go. Lots of mixed feelings-- I am currently regretting this a little, but maybe this is just a mourning period. I can handle it; it's just clothes.