Nine Ways

I may be a Grammy, but when it comes to back to school shopping, I still like to get something new for the new season. There’s something that makes a girl feel special, no matter how old, when wearing something new.

Now, I don’t want this to come across in the wrong way . . .
I know that focusing on outside appearance is vain and all . . .
but I also know that what you wear can affect how you feel
for the whole day! I want to think of the outside as being
an expression of what's inside. I know that the more I’ve
come to accept who I am, the more content I feel about
my outward appearance.
The focus is not on making the outside beautiful so
that the inside feels good or accepted, but rather on
working from the inside out to reflect something beautiful.

So, the point of this post is to figure out how I try to avoid the “What do I wear?” scenario, and know that I have more than enough! I have found that it is very helpful to take the time to take inventory and lay out a number of options. Once I’ve taken inventory, it’s time to give away anything that I never wear, and add the two or three items that will multiply my options. By doing this I feel like some of my older things become new again. It may be as little as just adding a little sweater or a scarf.

So . . . I got a pair of new jeans, a cowl neck shirt and a pair of flat shoes for less than $100.00.
Then I went to my dresser and closet and pulled out one T-shirt, two older blouses, one shirt and two little sweaters for my “nine options” to wear with nice jeans. I could add just a skirt, and my options would multiply, but nine pictures is enough!

Then I shyly asked my H to be my personal photographer . . . his job description just expanded.


. . . and it was kind of fun . . . aside from the fact that he couldn’t take that smirk off his face. Maybe he knows something I don’t know . . . and he’s just waiting to let me find out from my blog friends . . . just how silly this is. Or maybe he was just happy to have some proof to pull out for me the next time I say, “I have nothing to wear.”