Frock Fridays: Family Weekend

My closet in the new apartment is big.  Wait, let me qualify that; the bedroom closet, which is one of three not counting the pantry in my new apartment, is big.  This is so exciting after living in London, where they don't believe in storage space like Americans do, that I tell people about it all the time.  I drop it into conversation casually - you know, like, "Oh, yes, it is a beautiful day! And also my new apartment has three closets and a pantry."  Okay, maybe not so casually.  But it's exciting!  Anyway, the wonderful maintenance men in the building came by a few days ago to install the closet system I'd bought (because the whole space was bare except for some shelves on the far end) and I'm happy to say that now I'm entirely unpacked and put away from my move.

I'd done a really good job, if I do say so myself, at editing my wardrobe before I put everything into boxes.  Clothes that no longer fit or that weren't in good shape either went to Goodwill or the trash, as did anything I hadn't worn at all the previous season or that I knew I wouldn't wear in the year ahead.  In the end, I brought about 2/3 of my old closet into my new closet, and packing only clothes that I knew would be used productively (rather than just taking up space) felt both challenging and liberating.

Of course, almost every hanger in my closet belongs to a dress.  I live in frocks, if you couldn't tell from my Instagrams and the title of this weekly series, and I've preferred dresses since I was a little girl.  But I didn't realize until I put everything away this past week that I only have a handful of skirts - and that made me sad because skirts are fun too!  It makes sense; I gradually gained quite a lot of weight in the first four years after graduating college, and while you can work around that in dresses it's much harder to be flexible with skirts.  Even when I was buying larger sizes of dresses, they didn't make me feel as bad as buying larger sizes of skirts, and it was much easier to find bigger dresses that flattered than bigger skirts that did the same.  (Now you know why I haven't worn trousers or jeans much in the past few years...)

Over the past year I've lost a third of the weight I'd gained, and, now that I can see my wardrobe spread out in my beautiful new closet, I have decided it's time to reclaim the skirt! Tomorrow, Charlie and I are heading to our country house - also known as my parents' home in the suburbs - for Mothers Day, and this outfit would be perfect for a spring weekend with the family.  And hey, I now fit back into Reiss, so I might actually have to get this skirt!

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