I’ve been in a style rut for the last several months.
I’ll be 29 this fall, which makes my knees a little shaky no matter how resolved I am to gracefully embrace the big 3-0. As I round out my 20′s I have this overwhelming urge to simplify everything, including my style. Suddenly my closet feels like a hodgepodge of cute and colorful clearance rack separates that are too young and fussy and… unmixable? I have an idea of how I’d like to dress these days, but my clothes don’t want to cooperate. My bargain hunting habits of the last decade have come around to bite me in my almost-30 ass.
So I did what any girl in a creative rut would do: I turned to Pinterest for inspiration. This may have been a terrible idea, because it kind of made me want to throw out all my clothes and start from scratch. Which is both ridiculous and unrealistic. Unless we win the lottery, I’m not getting a grown-up shopping spree any time soon. And we don’t play the lottery, so there’s that.
In the meantime, I’m hatching a plan for [slowly] building a capsule wardrobe of timeless pieces that play nicely together to ease into this new chapter. More on that later.
Growing up is all kinds of weird.