Two years ago I left LA and moved to South Dakota. Why here and now? I’ve always loved it, and I had the chance – so I took it! I moved into an apartment with no closets at all, so naturally, the only option was to turn one of the small bedrooms (an apartment with more than one bedroom? Yes, it’s like living in paradise!) into a dressing room. I don’t know if I can ever go back.
I stopped blogging, somehow fashion just didn’t seem very relevant. I didn’t feel the need to carve out my place in the world; I was a much bigger fish in a much smaller pond. And the shopping. We have some very nice shopping – it’s not as if I moved to the ends of the earth. But the need to shop significantly decreased! People here shop at Walmart (*GASP*) and it doesn’t seem awful (impossible!). They dress simply, and there isn’t the constant competition to keep up. I realized I have enough clothes to last me the rest of my life. That’s a good feeling!
My wardrobe has changed, but also retained a lot of the key pieces I loved. It’s been interesting to see what has stood the test of time. Here’s a few:
My army boots (originally seen here) and here with the red dress. Are still a staple in my closet. I had the zipper replaced – from a plastic to a metal and I’ve had them resoled three times. They look worn in, but still nice. Sometimes you just can’t say goodbye!
Nothing says Wild West like denim, it’s pretty much the only thing people wear. So my denim pencil skirt and my denim pleated skirt are still in heavy rotation (and my mom still hates both!) I’m on the third version of the classic chambray shirt (this year’s is from Old Navy.)
What hasn’t lasted? I got rid a lot of my jewelry, I don’t wear armfuls of bangles, and it’s a fancy day if I add a necklace to something. While I still love bright sparkly things I let a lot of the sequins age out of my closet and I finally have given up bright-colored tights. (See this post for both.) Bright tights just seem a little too juvenile, or perhaps it’s just here. It’s true that it’s important to be an individual, but it’s also important not to look like a kook. So you take the status quo and you amp it up just a touch; you kick it in the pants, but hopefully not across the street. Colored tights are a kick down to the next town here. And maybe they look a little childish for someone who’s 31. Yes… 31. How did that happen?!
I tried to go through and really be objective about the clothes I needed for my new life here. I don’t go out, I don’t dress up often (besides church – and even then I’m far and away the most dressed up person there) and I have a job working from home. So my wardrobe has become even more casual than it was in Los Angeles (if that’s possible). I still like to dress nice, and look like I put effort into my clothes, but the requirements are different.
So why am I back? Well, I do have enough clothes to last me the rest of my life (replacing things as they get worn out aside) but I don’t want to slip into the rut of doing the same old thing, or just dressing like everyone else. My style needs a kick in the pants. So I’m back. I’ve missed you old Closet, we need to fill you back up with happiness!