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.
Happy spring (cleaning)!
… that the worst of winter has passed, I am hoping that this purchase is my last winter woolly for 2016.
From The Salvos on Smith Street. It’s a goodie!
Every week I go to soccer to watch the kids and stand around in wet grass with freezing feet. I generally suffer from cold foot. And soccer is the worst.
But not anymore!
I found a new best friend that I never even knew about AT ALL – until I went to the Florsheim factory outlet on Darebin Road and tried them on. Bogs. BFF and ever and ever.
My pair are rated to -15. Some of them are rated to -40. Toasty feet guaranteed.
Last Monday I just wore them all day. And I didn’t even step one foot into the garden. I wore them to a meeting at school. To the shops. To the supermarket. To a cafe.
I figure it’s not as bad as wearing uggies everywhere??! Right? I am sure I am right.