A Baby Boomer Grows Up and Revamps Her Lifestyle Starting With the Closet
I Love Stuff (Therefore My Closet Is Now a Mess)
I'm an official Baby Boomer—born the same year as Bill Clinton and George Bush. I'm reasonably sane and on most days I'm busy and happy, but accepting aging as the natural progression isn't always easy in this youth-mad culture. We are almost absent from the media and advertising. Ads may say they are targeting the more mature adults, but unless the ads are for health products, we don't see ourselves in the mainstream media very often.
I've never been a neat freak, but this year I have not been able to walk around the floor in my adequate sized closet or find specific items because there was too much stuff. What's my problem got to do with age acceptance? Everything! I remember back in my 40s having a friend who owned an exclusive women's clothing shop tell me that even though her weight wasn't grossly different, her body had changed shape. Now I know this to be true.
One reason my closet was so jammed packed was my vanity. If I could just loose 10-15 lbs, many of those items I'd hang on to would fit. If I could just tone my arms enough, flatten my belly enough or tighten my butt and thighs enough, I would be able to wear what I wanted. While eating healthy and exercise isn't an obsession but is certainly important to me, guilt nagged me that some younger person could put these items to good use, if I could just let them go.
Then there were the items that had been gifted or that I had a memory or a sentiment attached to, even though the chances of ever using or wearing them was slim to none. Couple that philosophy with my guilt of having spent money on things that were "in style" but didn't really look good on a Baby Boomer and shouldn't have bought in the first place and over time I created a real mess.
While I continued to wear the same clothing that did fit and looked good, I rarely shopped for updated clothing, because I already had too much. Then there was the matter of a small tabletop-sized Christmas tree that was very cute, but I had no other place to put it, so there it continued to sit on the floor of my closet waiting for Christmas to roll around again.
Ok, Where Do I Start?
I started with blouses and t-shirts. They were arranged by color and I decided to keep them arranged by color. First I took out all the items that I knew didn't fit and folded them in a pile. Older items were checked for wear and then I tried all the items on and viewed myself in a mirror. Just because I could wear them, did not mean that I should wear them. After two hours, I had a pile of 22 nice shirts to donate to a thrift store that benefits a women's shelter. I also had 5 t-shirts that were stained that I cut into rags. I also promised that at the end of the season, I would take a second look.
Next, I focused on shoes. I placed 6 pairs of almost unworn "pinchy" shoes that I should not have bought in the first place in the thrift store pile, put 2 pairs into the garbage and vowed to re-visit my canvas shoes and sandals in 6 weeks. Third, I tackled my jumbled purses and belts. The belts were easy. Three fit, one sort-of fit and three did not. Four went, three stayed.
Boy, was I very feeling smug, but I did NOT do well with the purses. I had 6 evening purses and I still have 6 evening purses even though realistically we have gone to a much more relaxed lifestyle since retirement. My reasoning was they were all different, and all in good condition and some had been gifts. I had 12 regular purses and I did manage to put 4 of them into the thrift store pile. I'm kidding myself that I'll take a second look and give more of them away any time soon.
To my amazement, I have 5 tan pants and 5 black pants, 2 pair white crops, 2 pair patterned crops, 4 jeans, 2 black leggings and 3 dress pants. Pants were easy to keep or toss because pants either fit or they don't. The jackets and sweaters were easy too. (Living in AZ most months does not require wearing heavy outerwear.) Sorting out my skirts and dresses went quickly too. I had not purchased any in the last two years and unless prompted by a special occasion, or a drastic change in weight, probably won't be buying many more.
Forward to costume jewelry and scarves. I have a strange relationship with scarves. I might wear one almost every day for a month and then not wear them for weeks.
- I've gained a more mature view of body acceptance that I probably won't be a size 8 again.
- When I purchased plastic hangers and padded ones for better clothing, the clothes I love won't be in danger of getting caught on wire hangers.
- Stick to a system of hanging or shelving items that works for you be it by color, or purpose or as some of my friends do, plan a week in advance and hang those items together.
- The clothing I kept made me see the three brands that have retained their shape and color and are classic enough to look good for years to come. For me, the brands are: Ralph Lauren, Eileen Fisher and Chicos. For fun and funky, purchase silly T-shirts and updated accessories. Older shouldn't mean boring.
- I'm happy to think that someone might be wearing all those clothes I didn't and that the thrift store I donated to will be able to use the funds.
- A clean closet is such a time saver!
P.S. The little Christmas tree is still on the floor. After all in three months, I'll use it again.