And I'm not sure where to find it.
The last few months have been - well, for lack of a better word, trying! I'm generally not good with change (anyone who knows me can vouch for that). So needless to say with all the changes that have come down in the last nine months, it's a wonder I've not lost my mind (figuratively speaking of course).
In the last two weeks though, I have realized that the biggest casualty of it all has been my style. The worst part is that I'm not really sure what to do about it.
So where to begin.
Nice clothes are a passion of mine. I have an obsession with designer clothes, name brands and amazing materials. But, I like mine understated - it's not super important to have those tags, brands and names outward facing. It's a personal thing I guess, but knowing I'm wearing an amazing piece of clothing gives me a certain level of confidence.
I like loose fitting clothes; kinda that Eileen Fisher look. And, I love black. Much to the chagrin of some of my girlfriends, there will never be enough black in my wardrobe. So, with all that said, how is it that I've now all of a sudden lost my style?
Let's start at the top...money is an object. Shopping is a luxury that frankly is not finding it's way into our budget right now. Also, my body is working against me these days. I'm just not happy with how it looks and definitely not happy with how the clothes in my closet fit. The last part of the equation is the one that's giving me the most trouble...I'm exhausted. Too exhausted to get dressed? Yeah, maybe. But mostly, it might just be the effort. To much effort to get dressed? Yes, and that's a whole post in and of itself.
So, lost is where I'm at! I'm in a rut of uninspired outfits. I'm even struggling with shoes. Best of intentions have me picking cute shoes; I put them on, admire and then promptly take them off, put them away and grab the most comfortable pair of shoes that are at arms length. Argh.
I need to come up with a plan. Not sure what the plan is going to be...but it will be one small step at a time. One chance each day to get it a little better than the day before. And hopefully, just maybe, the start of Fall will give me a boost of inspiration. Til then...