This month I partook in more than my fair share of quarantine stress shopping, aided and encouraged by every retailers' efforts to sustain themselves during this shutdown by offering sale after sale. My inbox feels like Black Friday, only worse.
Of course this is only the half of it, as in, the half which has already arrived. If my mailman hated me before, he really hates me now.
I still have a handful of outfit photos taken pre-quarantine, when I wasn't agonizing over putting on jeans and a sweater for a low-key day of visiting with family.
I surprised myself last month when I decided to buy this same v-neck cashmere sweater in both the cream color and black; truly I was going to return the cream and just keep the black, but it's so terribly soft and was on sale for $50 and I convinced myself this time would be different.
I have a terrible track record when it comes to buying duplicates of pieces in different colors. I always end up loving one far more than the other - how could such a perfect and versatile piece in one color feel like an impossible style challenge in another? (The first thing which comes to mind would be linen joggers I loved so much in olive green that grabbing the blush pink seemed like a necessity. I never wear the pink.)
However perhaps the issue isn't with the piece, but simply the color, and it feels like both cream and black are safe bets. Fingers crossed.
This weekend I took outfit photos for the first time in two weeks. It seemed silly, getting dressed for the sole purpose of snapping some photos then immediately heading back home, being sure not to interact with anyone. It was a brief bit of sun, a break from the deluge of rain, the only time I spent outside the house in four days.
It took me three hours to decide to put on jeans and a sweater. Everything else I tried just felt too contrived, I don't normally hang around the house in a dress and heels; though as much as I'd love to photograph my new dress, I don't want to just play dress-up, I want to wear it for real.
After half my closet was deposited on my bed in a desperate attempt to put together an outfit I would hang around the house in that didn't include jeans, I acquiesced to the denim, and less than an hour later I was back in my pajamas, letting the hours blur together once again.
Creating content in this quarantine is going to be a challenge, and I'm still working on figuring out what feels right to post.
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