But besides that, I have some serious wardrobe hatred going on. I'm here to confess the horrors of my closet, the demons of my underwear drawer, and the loathing of my attire. Now that I am making money to a small degree, I try and purchase something for myself every now and again. I now, it's the tiny things that count in life. When attempting to go out with my girlfriends last Wednesday (which is like my Friday night, btw), I couldn't find anything to wear. I had literally strewn my clothes about the floor and bed and ended up in the exact thing I had been wearing all day. Why? Because it was worn in, comfortable, and I was over everything else.
You see, I have what we all now of as the "mom wardrobe." It consists of nursing bras (oh no, friends, there have been no babies nursing on this rack for nearly 18 months), stretched out elastic-less underwear that has (embarrassingly enough) endured a pregnancy or two, nursing tanks (see above), work-out gear, some random tank tops that are long enough to cover any plumber's crack, a few skirts that are frankly unflattering and too big, some dresses that are probably too young for me, and 2 pairs of jeans (the pair seen above, which I always wear, and another pair that sing "mom jeans" every time I wear them). When shooting weddings, I have 2 nice pants and 2 nice shirts that get rotated weekly. It's not cool.
People, it's so not cool what's going on in my wardrobe. And here's the deal, I really can't invest much money into it, so it stays the lame way it is, season after season. Every now and again, I'll get a crazy bug up my ass (like I did on Thursday) and spend hours at the mall trying on clothes, only to walk away with 2 of the same sweater in different colors and 2 scarves. Really, JJ? Do I need 2 scarves and 2 sweaters? How about another pair of jeans so you can toss the too big mom jeans? How about a bra that fits your post-2-baby-boobs? How about some sexy underwear to remind yourself and your husband that you are a married woman that owns a home and somewhat cares?
I swear I used to care more about the state of my closet. I used to have time and reason to put a better foot forward. It has gone to the wayside way too long, and I need to revive that old spirit of being 1/10th fashionable.
How about you, what's in your closet? I have a feeling you are going to be relating to this quite a bit, because I know you are all busy moms...