It’s grey out today. The skies are grey, the river is grey, the melting snow is grey. The wind is raw, and seems to cut right through you. It might be spring, but it’s not the kind of spring day we imagine when we long for spring in the middle of winter. Not one of those blue-sky, sunshine-y, warm breezy days that make us think of tulips and daffodils, and getting our bikes out of the shed.
Nope, mother nature is being rather frugal with her spring weather this week. A little miserly, a tad stingy, economizing on the sunshine, and even when she deigns to bring us some sunshine it’s often paired with a crisp breeze. She doesn’t want us to get soft. Ha.
So I’m looking for something to wear today that will be a nod to spring even when it doesn’t altogether feel like spring yet. And I’m going to dig into my closet and find some stuff I haven’t worn in a while. Stuff I haven’t worn since last fall, or last spring, or even ten springs ago.
|My frugal spring outfit|
|Out for lunch in a “vintage” jacket shopped from my own closet.|
|A bit brisk to be out without a coat today.|
Now, let’s examine the provenance or history of the elements of this outfit. I bought the jacket in 2002, the scarf in 2004, sneakers in the spring of 2015, jeans in December 2015, and shirt in the fall of 2017. If you look at the longevity of each of these pieces and factor in the cost per wear, that’s a darned frugal outfit, in my estimation.
So, if I say that what this spring outfit needs to finish it off is a great spring coat, such as a navy Montcler anorak, and said anorak is quite expensive (okay, very expensive), can I still say that the outfit is “frugal?” Well, in my world I can.
That last line makes me smile and remember a certain shopping trip with a certain good friend and former colleague in 2010. When the sales person rang in my friend’s purchases, and announced the total, we both gasped, my friend with dismay, and me with surprised pleasure. “Wow,” we said, almost in unison. Then, I turned to her and said, “You’ve done really well. That’s a great price for all those pieces.” Until I noticed the stricken look on her face, and added, lamely “Well, in Sue’s world that’s a great price.”
How does one define frugal, anyway? It seems we all have a slightly different answer to that question. For me it’s not just about the cost of the item. But about spending my money in a way that I don’t regret. I almost never suffer from buyer’s remorse. That’s because I buy what I love, and what fits me, and my wardrobe. And I take good care of my special pieces, and keep them for a long time.
So, I guess a frugal spring for me would be about finding a way to wear my old spring pieces, with my new spring pieces. New pieces which I really love, and which fill a niche in my wardrobe. And if a couple of those pieces were quite pricey, then I’ll just think of my Max Mara suit which was also pricey in its day. And which I’m still wearing and loving many years later.
Now if mother nature could find it in her heart to be a bit less parsimonious with the sunshine, and a bit more generous with the warm temperatures, we could get on with spring in earnest.
We also wouldn’t complain if she were a little more frugal with the allotment of Canada geese we’ve been given. The river is filled every evening with wave after wave of birds. Sheesh. Talk about the evening chorus. Cacophony, more like. Hubby’s even had to turn the television up so he can hear the hockey game. Ha. Poor lad.
How about you, my friends? What constitutes a frugal spring from your perspective?