Last weekend I was on a mission. A renewing mission. I went to the op shop and bought some new-to-me things. Including a sporty jacket for when I wear my Lycra all day*.
And then I went to the real shops and bought some new-new things that I have been coveting.
And I did a huge wardrobe cull and I folded and sorted (see, so proud).
Since then I have been wearing my new to-me and new-new clothes with pride and feeling peace and love with the world.
I just don’t know how I survived a whole winter with tan boots without this corduroy skirt … It goes with so many things in my wardrobe.
And my new-new 3/4 wide leg pants are superb. I admired them in Seed all last summer … faded denim. They are now on speed rotation through the washing/drying/wearing cycle.
And I got some of those baggy crotch pants. To go with my new-to-me silky black singlet top. Fun.