One of the great aspects of growing older is my intolerance for things I don’t like. With the countdown clock ticking, I just don’t have the time waste on things I don’t like or are indifferent to. My wardrobe has been the biggest recipient of this. Simply put, I won’t wear anything I’m indifferent to and don’t own anything I don’t like. My clothes and my closet actually make me happy for the first time since …ever.
It started a while ago on Pinterest when I kept seeing pins about minimalist or capsule wardrobes. I was drawn to the idea. After 60 years my large walk-in was bursting with clothes I rarely wore. There were the big clothes, the too
small clothes, the “what-was-I-thinking?” clothes, the “it-was-on-sale” clothes, the “looked great on friends group”, the ” I liked it in a magazine” clothes, the “its too worn to ever be seen again” group and the “I’m sure it will come back into style” group. The smallest group were the clothes I actually wore.When my husband asked whether or not I needed more closet space, I wanted to say yes but I knew that the real answer was, “NO, I need fewer clothes”
So I began to research what a capsule wardrobe was. There are a lot of different definitions but simply but it’s a small wardrobe that mixes and matches, all the clothes fit and you like everything (EVERYTHING) that you wear.
Bingo. That’s what I wanted.
So, I went through my closet and drawers and got rid of everything I didn’t like– everything. I was ruthless. I made sure to touch everything. If a piece of clothing didn’t make me smile it went in the donation pile. That may seem ridiculous, but even tee shirts and comfy clothes fell easily. During this process, I discovered that even the smallest items have a positive or negative effect on me. Each time I touched a piece of clothing that may have been practical but that I didn’t really like or care about, I’d remind myself that life is now just too dang short to put on something that doesn’t make me feel good.
I gave away a lot of clothes.
What I was left with was a wardrobe that made me happy. Imagine, opening each drawer and smiling. Well, I can.
Then I made a list of what I had, what outfits could be created and what pieces I needed to fill in. I went to Pinterest and found lots of capsule wardrobe frames. I found one I liked and fit my lifestyle. I decided on a color palette that made me look fabulous (because I will no longer accept anything but fabulous) and that I enjoyed looking at, then I went shopping. I did not go shopping for the fill in pieces from the give-away pile. There were very few things I needed but I was going to make sure that the new pieces were things I really enjoyed putting on. For example, I needed a black pair of jeans. I was donating pairs that didn’t fit right, hung funny, well.. I just didn’t like them. I went out and got one pair, just one that was everything I wanted in a pair of black jeans. Just one. The money I spent on that one pair was much less than all the other pairs I was donating. It was good quality, would last AND I loved putting them on.
Using this process, I didn’t need to be aware of how many pieces I had in my closet because the number dwindled naturally.
Now after living with my capsule wardrobe for the last 6 months, I’ve discovered:
*I’m never tired of what’s in my closet because I like everything
*I like taking care of my clothes, not because there are so few, but because I appreciate each piece from my socks to my evening wear.
*I feel as though I have a larger wardrobe because everything mixes and matches.
*I was able to travel throughout Europe for three weeks, one medium sized suitcase, and never wore the same outfit twice.
*I don’t enjoy clothes shopping anymore because I’m not looking for clothes to fill in a whole in my fashion heart.
*It’s wonderful to know that at every moment of my day I’m going to put on something that fits and makes me smile, even my Saturday work-clothes are fun to put on.
Who would have thought that fewer clothes would equal more freedom and self-respect? Well, everyone who has tried the capsule wardrobe.