12 Days of Reflection - #10: Wardrobe

 DISCLAIMER: This one is far less "serious" than the others.  But I think it's been a good decision all the same.

I am not, nor will I ever be, a fashionista.  Over the years, I have built up a wardrobe of function and frugality.  Most of my pieces are hand-me-downs or from a thrift store or (more likely) garage sale.  Many are years old.  Like, since college years old. Clothing has always been purpose-fulfilling and nothing more.  I pick the shoes in which my feet will be warmest.  My hair goes back wet.  I take the time to make sure I match, but that's pretty much it.  I like styles of other people, but I am not fashionable enough (or well-financed enough) to pull them off myself.

 

Since losing more than 40 lbs, I have found that the wardrobe department is much more fun than I had once thought.  Thanks to the generosity of many friends and my husband, I have now built up a wardrobe that is both functional and relatively (especially when you consider where I started) fashionable.  I now own boots, scarves, leggings, tights, and am working on fixing my hair every day.  I am also looking at upgrading my make-up (any recommendations?).

And I've been able to do all of this relatively cheaply.  Chelsea and Lindsey have been a great help, giving me stuff and taking me shopping, and I have been able to order some things online and pick them up on sale at the store, and, as it turns out Ms seem to be much more prevalent than Ls and XLs!

Why is this a good decision?  Because as much as we say looks don't matter, they kind of do.  I look far more professional at work when I am not picking my clothes out based on comfort.  And, maybe the biggest one: I am a much better reflection on my husband when I show up to church looking my best and not like I just rolled out of bed.  And I don't say that because my husband has EVER given me any grief over anything like that.  But my dad said something to me once - I don't even remember the exact wording or details - about how I am a reflection on him no matter where I go, what I do, or what I look like.  It stuck with me. 

How has it changed me?  Mmm...I feel more confident when I really like my outfit?  That might be the extent of the change.  This is a pretty superficial one, after all.