It’s a closet Johnny Cash would feel comfortable with. Minus the jeggings and striped pink sweater.
Have you ever seen so much black on one shelf?
So after reading about Project 333 for months now, I finally body-checked my resistance and started some serious sorting and pitching. My beloved calls this “playing closet”. It’s a quirky thing, but I only felt comfortable pulling the essentials out with all of my other clothes staying put on the left side…with a sheet over them…Casper-style. Yes, it looks like I’ve got a shower stall in there, but the whole point is that I can’t see them, right? Out of sight (or under sheet), out of mind.
It really does feel a lot more relaxed getting dressed in the morning. I can see what can mix and match so much easier, and I’m not overwhelmed with a sea of color and patterns. It’s no surprise that black dominates here, and I have the accusing teens to prove it..”Maaa-ooom, you look funeral bound 80% of the time!” Oh, well. It’s slimming, chic, doesn’t show our dog’s hair, and I happen to really like Johnny Cash.
I perused people’s wardrobe capsules while trolling online for Project 333 inspiration, and I found that many of them were just too monochromatic or one-color-heavy. The Northwest is a dark and rainy place…I’m desperate for many colors…like Joseph and his fancy dreamcoat. I have my Frenchie days where I just want to wear my BlackbootsBlackDressBlackcardigan. Then there are the days that only a bright multicolored sweater and sparkly Converse will do. It’s just. enough. variety.
I’m feeling like I should have done this long ago! Looking forward to the ease of having my wardrobe be an uncomplicated activity.
If you’re taking this project on, I’d love to hear how it’s going!
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-Skin is clear and a bit glowey…really enjoying that
-Bloat is gone and although theWhole30 folks recommend not measuring/weighing oneself until Day 31, I believe I’ve lost some cm in the waist
–The Sugar Dragon is close to being kicked to the curb (don’t test me with gummy cokes, though…they’re a weakness)
-I discovered that alcohol does not need to play a part in my nightly ritual
-I’ve been cranky and short with my offspring
-I had a couple of days where emotions took over and I felt a bit out-of-body, and not in a good way
-My energy didn’t go up to the high level it is now until Day 18
-I experienced the “kill all things” stage for one day too long
*Looking forward to eating a bowl of Kashi (of all things!) on the 11th. Even though my spouse thinks it “tastes like the front yard”, I miss my sticks and twigs.*
Have a wonderful week, friends!