It's difficult, another two months down though

Almost August and massive sales, some up to 70% off.  I have been making things difficult by browsing all my favourite clothes sites, putting them back in my favourites even though there's still 9 weeks to go.  And, eat my heart out, longing to buy something.  Annoyingly, the others are still sailing along easily apart of course from Liz who gave up after two weeks.  The only clothes that definitely need replacing are socks, worn out, and jeans exhausted from constant wear this non-summer.  Everything else I'm just fed up with and it's true you only wear a third of your wardrobe, that's why I'm so fed up with a few outfits.

Two months later

I come back and discover the whole blog layout thingy is changed and unfamiliar.  But it's another two months, relatively painlessly.  However I am starting to look forward to September 30th and think about what I will buy.

The idea spreads

I hear of others who have been  inspired by me to do a year without clothes.  This is very heartening. Today I spoke with Liz, who gave me the inspiration originally, and she told me that when she was gifted socks, she returned them to the shop!

Spring temptations

It's warmer, the birds are busy and the magazines full of summer clothes.  I don't dare look, but did just by chance the other day.  Oh dear, the temptation after just 6 months.  By October, all the summer clothes will be gone.  Now is the time I would usually be spending a bit on new things.  I look in my wardrobe, full of dark, thick winter things and long for a something bright and light.  One good thing though - as my clotes were getting uncomfortably tight I am at last losing weight and able to jeans I haven't all winter.

The Wedding Survived

I wore my old dress, with a bit of bling jewelry and the pink pashmina I got for Christmas which matched the men's pink cravats and it was fine.  People wear all sorts of wedding outfits and I didn't stand out as the one who hadn't bothered.  It was a lesson in being able to cope with what I've got.

Teetering on the edge - a crisis in self confidence

The funeral yesterday was OK, I have a black coat and top.  But the wedding on Saturday has caused a last minute panic to the extent that I went into a couple of clothes shops today and even tried on a dress until I got my sense of composure back.  It was a wobbly moment though. I'll be very glad when it is over next week and I can get back into the one pair of jeans I have been wearing all winter. It is going to be a challenging weekrnd.

Depleted will power

I like the idea that we only have a finite supply of will power and making big decisions depletes it for smaller ones.  This might explain why I am struggling to stick to a diet over this clothes-deprived year.  The silly thing is that I now have an even smaller number of clothes that fit so am seeing out the winter without being able to wear three quarters og my clothes anyway.  Silly or what?