|A closet of its own|
Part of Project 333 is taking a photo of your daily outfit, which is something that I am really sucking at. By the time I get home from work, I really don't feel like trying to look all spiffy and snazzy for a selfie. I'll have to figure out something because those self-portraits just aren't happening. Yesterday was the first day that things went a little pear shaped. I wanted to wear my green cardi but realized that I didn't have a white cami clean. Couple that with getting dressed by the light of my cellphone and you get a recipe for disaster. Long (and truly boring) story short, I dressed up kind of nunlike in all black and put on a winter coat. If you know me, that last bit about wearing a coat is truly remarkable since I will go out in just about any kind of weather without one. I always thought they were more trouble then they were worth, but yesterday it was a necessary evil. And you know what? It felt kind of nice to have one.
A few people at school have said that they wish they could do Project 333 whenever I talk about it. My first reaction is always, "Why can't you?" The reasons are ones that I've given in the past when I thought about getting rid of clothes:
- I really liked that pair of pants then they fit . . . maybe one day they will again (And they probably won't be in fashion . . . trust me)
- It's too much work to go through all those clothes (It does take a lot of work, but so does cramming all that shit in your closet)
- But I remember exactly when I bought that (I only have this reaction to two articles of clothing and I would never, ever get rid of them)
- I might need more than 33 pieces of clothing (You might . . . but you'll never know if you don't try)