But for whatever reason, something has switched off; my drive to wardrobe acquisition is currently as low as it's been since. . . . well, perhaps since before I began blogging (because if I had to be scrupulously honest, I think I'd admit that blogging and reading blogs has encouraged more shopping overall for me. That's fodder for some other post, one which would have to concede that there are other contributory factors to the retail fun I've had over the last 7 or 8 years).
Whatever is going on, I'm rather proud to say that I have been quite impervious to any and all invitations, recently, to expand my wardrobe. I did buy the cream cords, above, from J. Crew when they were on sale in January, but they are my only purchase this year, and I'm hoping to maintain that near-streak at least until the end of this month, an entire quarter of the year.
The Kenzo scarf above is not one I'd have chosen on my own -- the graphic is, hmmm, too graphic? for me, and the colours (that's a deep olive background, which I do like) not ones I'd pick on my own, plus the brand-waving is very not me (although the P A R I S lettered across the bottom works for this Francophile) -- but my husband picked the scarf for last year's birthday because the tiger outlined on it in mint seemed to him a worthy adornment for a woman who'd just run a marathon. And I decided that reasoning made it worth my working the scarf into outfits as often as I could. Now I quite like it!
All the pieces in the outfit below are a few years old -- a Gap marinière, Club Monaco scarf, JBrand skinnies, and my Acne Pistols, which finally have the patina I was waiting for -- love these much better now that they're scuffed up a bit.
What about you? Need a few new pieces to freshen up after winter? Excited about the warmer days and the chance to wear wardrobe pieces that haven't seen the light for a few months? Resisting or giving in to that siren call of New New New? Perhaps you follow the lead of that astonishingly organized High-Heeled Wilderness Gal and her fabulous, research-filled notebook. . . Do tell . . .
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