The importance of the right clothes

Well, I can't understand how not to take it seriously with clothes. It makes such a huge impact on how I'm feeling; when I have the right clothes I feel so much better, and when I'm in the wrong ones, it really makes me uncomfortable. If I'm doing a presentation at work, I need to feel strong, confident and grown up. If I'm going out to a restaurant, I want something that heightens the occasion and makes it even more special.

Right now, when it feels like I have nothing to wear I wish clothes weren't so important for me. That I could just put on anything and don't think twice about it. I wish that I could just chose a pair of plain jeans and a white shirt and be done.

Noo, not really. Just writing that makes me feel itchy. I'm really not the one for a capsule wardrobe, at least not as they are described in magazines and such. The jean, the black trousers, the white shirt, the grey cashmere sweater and ten white t-shirts. And then you accessorise with a chunky bangle - how novel! How individual!

I'm still working hard with my Wardrobe Architect-board on Pinterest. Yesterday, I wore my Dior pencil skirt - now with a very snug fit - a thin knitted black sweater and a rhinestone necklace from the 1950's, bought in Paris a couple of years ago. I felt so good about myself! (And all my presentations at work turned out really well. Not a co-incidence...)

I love big collars. But in reality, they overwhelm me. (Except for the one on my Dior jacket, that's perfectly balanced.)

I love poufy skirts. But in reality, it makes me feel too young and like I should curtsy. (Except for the black circle skirt. Should copy that one then, right?) But wait; going through my boards there aren't as many wide skirts as I thought. Perhaps I don't love them as much as I believed?

I love suits. But in reality, I feel a bit too vintage-y. (Except when wearing my Dior-suit, but that's not an everyday look for me.)

I love hats. But in reality, it's a bit too much, and too vintage-y. Since I made my small collection, I somehow lost the feeling for hats. The photo below was taken several years ago, and I'm not so sure I would be as comfortable in this hat now as I was then.

I feel a bit sad that there are so many things I love, but doesn't feel like "me" anymore. I still hold on to some of it, like the vintage hat collection, but by some sort of nostalgia. Is it time to sell more of them? Do I want it to still be me, even when it's not? And it makes me wonder - what changed?

Finding the right clothes for my new board goes really slowly. A lot of black, a lot of Dita von Teese. And slim skirts...