September always seems to prompt a clothing crisis for me.
It’s not that I have nothing to wear. I mean, I think it’s pretty obvious by now that I have TONS of things to wear. I know the friends who were responsible for carting the contents of my wardrobe from the old house to the new one would definitely testify to THAT. (“But why is everything stripey?” was the question that came up most often…)
It’s not even that I don’t LIKE the things I have to wear, either, because I genuinely do. As I said around around this time last year (See what I mean about September?) I have a fairly well-defined idea of what I like, and what I don’t like, and I have never really felt any particular pressure to change my style to suit other people, or to keep up with fashion, or whatever. Honestly, if I won a free shopping spree tomorrow, and could buy anything I wanted, I’d go out and buy mostly the same types of things I wear now, because those are the things I like. And, you know, I’m not a big fan of modifying my style just for the hell of it. Life is short, after all, and as I always say, I very much doubt I will one day lie on my death bed and say, “Thank goodness I didn’t wear all those clothes I loved!” But…it’s September. It’s too cold for bare legs (Not too cold for peep toes, though!), but I refuse to wear tights until my legs actually start to turn blue, so more and more these days I’ve been retreating into super-simple outfits like this one, almost in a “back to basics” kind of way.
It’s not like it’s a huge departure for me, obviously. I always feel like I have two different styles: one is very girly and a little bit retro – big skirts, polka dots, lots of colour, yada yada. But the other one is just as simple and as basic as it gets, and I have to be honest: sometimes that’s the one I feel best in. Some days I feel my most confident when I’m wearing a boring pair of black trousers and a stripey top, and right now, those days are “most days”. I don’t know if it’s the time of year (I always think these “transitional” seasons are the hardest to dress for: I hate winter fashion, but at least I know what to wear for it!), or the fact that I’m literally in a different place right now, and a little bit out of my comfort zone, but September is making me want to go back to basics, and wear the kind of things that require absolutely no thought or forward-planning, like some kind of fashion detox. Maybe next month I’ll feel more inspired, but right now it’s back to basics: and a whole lot of stripes…