I’m weak. I admit it. I caved.
I was so bored with my hot weather wardrobe that I shopped. I couldn’t help it. Well, okay… I actually could. Help it, I mean. I chose to capitulate to my need… or my desire… to alleviate my boredom with my current wardrobe. By shopping. But… I did it only as a last resort. Let me explain.
I wrote a post last week about how sick I was of my hot weather wear. What there is of it. I had shopped so hard for a perfect not very pricey tank top, found it, and now was desperately sick to death of it. Hoisted on my own petard, so to speak. A victim of my own success in finding the perfect tank that went with everything. But as I concluded in my post, I didn’t really need to shop for any more summer clothes. Instead, I really should stop whining and wait for the weather to cool so I could wear some of the other summer things hanging in my curated closet.
Then I read a comment about my post on Goggle Plus… apparently the reader had never heard of anyone getting bored with their summer clothes. Really? And she said it was time for me “to go shopping or get creative.” Okay.
At first I wondered if the commentor had even read my post. And then I took it as a kind of challenge. I dug around in my closet, tried numerous outfit combinations that might work in our hot humid weather. I even hauled out a couple of the things that I had tucked away during my closet cull. Things which I thought I might wear for a specific occasion. I think that boredom can count as an occasion, don’t you? But the results were not encouraging. Ick. Nope. Not wearing that… or that. The only outfit that I’d even consider wearing combined a pair of Theory dress pants with my…you guessed it… black tank. Sigh.
Then the next morning, I sat down to check my e-mail. Aritzia was still having their big summer sale. Hmm. Wonder if they have that black tank in any other colours at a sale price? They did. And they had really cute little summer dresses on sale too. So after hemming and hawing all day, I finally sat down and ordered.
I bought this tank top. Which is the exact same style as my black one. But with grey and black stripes. So it goes with everything that the plain black one does. As you can see below, this is the same outfit I showed on the blog a couple of weeks ago. With the new tank. And I think I like it better. And it was on sale.
|My new capitulation tank top. Better and cheaper than the original.|
I also bought the tee shirt dress below. I was hesitant about this one. It looked way shorter on the model, but the site says that the model is 5’10” and wearing size small. And I could return it to the Aritzia store if it didn’t suit. So…nothing ventured and all that.
|New tee shirt dress, old sandals, old bag… I mean the tote, not me.|
|I kind of like this little scarf with the dress, don’t you?|
So, to recap. I was bored. I tried to be patient. I tried to be creative. Then, I capitulated. And as a last resort, I shopped.
But you know, it’s not like I went wild and bought a ton of things. Only two. I was very judicious. As I am wont to be when it comes to shopping. But sometimes, you know, that judiciousness can be a problem. Careful shopping, and a carefully curated closet, sometimes means that I don’t have enough variety. And I get bored. And break my own rules. But seriously if one’s own rules weren’t meant to be broken… well… whose are? Okay. I was trying to be witty there… but does that actually make any sense? The heat must be getting to me. Humidex readings say tomorrow will feel like 43°C. Phew. And besides, I’m a bit stressed. Next week is the Nordstrom Anniversary Sale and I’m not even close to being ready.
And speaking of not making sense… kind of reminds me of when I was teaching and I’d get angry and/or stressed with a class. Especially this one very energetic, off-the-wall, rambunctious, patience-trying, but absolutely wonderful grade nine class. And I’d rant a little bit and half way through my rant about not doing homework…or whatever… I’d always lose my train of thought… because I can’t think straight when I’m stressed. And then I’d laugh. And I remember one boy said…”You know Ms. Burpee, you’re not very good at being mad at us.” “No,” I replied, “I’m not.” “That’s okay,” he said gravely. Ha. I love that he said that.
Now, no more procrastinating… or philosophizing as one former member of my department used to say during my meetings. Chop, chop. I’m off to inventory my fall wardrobe, do my research, and make a list of what I need and/or want for Fall 2016. In the heat of summer this will be a stretch. But next week is the Nordstrom Anniversary Sale, as I said. I’m visiting my friend Liz on Tuesday and I want to be prepared.
I may break my own rules about shopping once in a while. But… listless shopping? Perish the thought.
So what about you dear readers? How are you faring this summer wardrobe-wise? Any tactics to help the rest of us get through the summer heat? I also know that some of you have hardly had any summer yet at all. So are you wearing your summer dresses under a cardi? Pantyhose under your summer culottes? Do tell.