Birth of a project

I was getting dressed for a friend's birthday party and I didn't know what I was going to put on my body. I looked in my closet and it seemed empty, unpromising. I've had these moments before; everything was old, ill-fitting, or blah. I thought to myself, "Ugh! I have NOTHING to wear!" Then I began rifling through my closet and saw a forgotten shirt I loved and many more, and I realized I was crazy. I had plenty to wear, and plenty to choose from. My closet was FULL of treasures! At that moment I decided I would take a year to explore my closet and to add NOTHING new to my wardrobe.

I would create a NEW outfit for each day in order to maximize my wardrobe and shake up my style.

Basically, I would try to "snap out" of my fashion rut, and appreciate what I have.

It was my New Years' project:
One Closet, One Year.

Thursday, September 23, 2010


I got dressed quickly this morning and as I sat in traffic on the 10, I had an "Oh-no!" moment. I was certain that I had miscalculated, and was wearing a repeat outfit. I knew I've worn this tunic multiple times. I knew also that I've worn this skirt more than once. But I didn't think I had paired them together. However, as I cruised in my car I had the sudden feeling that I had made a mistake and simultaneously ended my project. Although some have protested, if I repeat, it's over. Mark my words!

So, as I sat and wondered, I knew there was only one way for me not to fret the whole way to work. I called Richard. I knew the post I had in mind. It was the day HaHa wore my hat and put her hands on her face. I told him to look in May. He did. Not there. Try April, I said. He did, and he found the post, Death and Taxes (you can see why I was skered). I asked him to read the outfit details and when he did I knew I was safe. I dodged a bullet. This time...

The thing is, for the most part, I remember every outfit I've worn this year. Or, if I don't remember every outfit exactly, I remember what pieces I've worn with what. Somehow, in this addled brain of mine, I've managed to keep it straight. And I only check my photos if I think I've worn something together, which has only happened a few times. I'm kind of amazed. Especially since I can't remember most things. I chalk it up to sheer stubborn luck!


Tunic: Goodwill.

Skirt: Goodwill. Forever 21. I was going to leave it in nyc because it has a stain, but I figured I could wear it under things.

Shoes: Mossimo.

HaHa rockin' her "glasses". She is a funny bee! 98 days to go!


  1. That little girl of yours is quite the ham but then, so are the boys! LOL.

    I really don't know how you do it. I can barely remember what I wore last week, only certain "pieces" (as if I own "pieces") so kudos and much respect for your ability to remember with that amazing brain of yours.

    Further proof "stylist" could easily be a side hustle of yours.

  2. How about model? I guess all those years of ANTM have paid off. You look great.