Seasons can mean oh-so-many things. The time of year and weather outside. The kind of clothes we are offered and wear. And then- what we are going through in our lives. Ironically the last are the seasons that can last the longest. While I am excited for the warmer weather, the spring clothes- I perhaps may be most excited for a change of personal seasons.
Yes- I have tried to be as honest as I could here about how difficult the past season(s) have been for me. From illness to house constructions to all the emotions that came with all of that. As I claw my way out of that, and back to myself and my closet and routines and ALL the things, it does feel a bit like spring. New. Budding. Shedding the winter layers.
Then- I can’t help but think of the other kind of personal season- and it’s related to a closet clean out! (Yep, even though I will never shame you for holding onto anything, I am a fan of the closet clean out. And that’s another thing that I want to get back to!) BUT- as I transition from one personal season to the next, and think about changing everything including my closet for Spring, I can’t help but think about the seasons of our clothes. Yes, that could mean the clothes’ lifespans and how we love and wear our clothes and pass them on. I am also referring to our how life seasons come with their own seasons of clothes.
For example, there was a period (season) of my life, when I lived in Los Angeles, where I would go work out in the am’s and then change at the gym into a version of lounge (or run around clothes) and go run errands. I would then shower and change into my real outfit after at home. During this time I had a whole section of my wardrobe that catered to those after gym errands- not quite sweat pants, sweat shirt dresses, all the kinds of t-shirts and lounge pants. They were staples of what I wore on a weekly and daily basis. Then. My life changed. I moved. And while I still went to the gym- it was either a situation where I showered at the gym and changed directly into my OOTD or I was close enough to the gym that I went home directly after and showered and got dressed.
Those amazing lounge clothes that were cute enough to be my errands outfits? They got put in drawers (and really didn’t come out till Covid). It’s not that I stopped liking them or that I didn’t lounge- but the season of my needing that big part of my closet passed. It took me a while to get rid of the parts of that season that really needed to go (yes, sometimes I hang onto things a bit longer than I need to- and that’s a whole other post). Seasons change- and our closets do too.
Here I am, at the start of a new season (weather and time wise) and a new personal season (see moving out of allll the things and back to myself). I know, though I may not be prepared- these seasons may affect my closet (and that may be amazing! There may be new and great seasons of clothes ahead!). In the past, I think that I have thought about seasons in our closest/clothes in terms of weather seasons, but as I look behind and ahead, it’s very clear that there are personal seasons in our closets/clothes. I am both excited and a bit apprehensive to move through – and move out mine. And of course, share it with you.
Looking back, can you tell seasons in your clothes? Closet? Even if it’s just a style you used to love and now don’t? I would love to hear all about them all- including your tips on transitioning through the seasons!
Wishing us all a week of amazing shoes and seasons that are seamless! XO RA