I have spent the last four years playing the part of Mommy to my two little ones. In my pre-Mommy life I had a fabulous wardrobe, filled with designer clothing… the envy of any respectable fashionista. Over the course of those four years I have managed to sell, consign or donate nearly every piece that made me smile. Presently, I am left with mere memories of a life of fashion. My racks and shelves are now less impressed with the cotton tanks and jean shorts that they begrudgingly house. Purging the beauty of that space in favor of the functional has left a hole in my closet, which I now refer to as “the comfy zone”. This is a backhanded compliment of course.
I will be venturing back into the fashion industry in a few short months and feel ill-prepared for what lies ahead. I am no longer beaming with pride when I step into what once was considered my “Vault of Style”. These days, I stand in the middle of my closet staring aimlessly at the racks of playground wear and sigh. Well that’s all about to change! I am going on a journey of rediscovery, a quest for higher fashion, if you will. I am going to shop this town like nobody’s done before! … and on a shoestring budget. This is gonna be fun!! I’ll keep you posted on my progress. Wish me luck!
Here are a couple of pictures of my closet before my transformation from butterfly to caterpillar: