I am becoming a great fan of slow fashion.
The problem with it is that—in my life at least—I want to create the fashion, which is a slow process.
It requires a precious commodity—time.
Yikes! Do I blog, or bead, or weave, or sleep, or sew?
[cue up that great tune, “Should I stay or should I go”, for background to this lament]
Yeah, big problem, right?
Actually, it is. I, like many other stitchers, weavers, beaders, crafters and artists, believe that she or he who dies with the most__________ [fill in the blank] wins*. And mine, even with attentive curation, is a big-ly stash. And according to the rules of slow fashion, I should not be hoarding. Anything. Period.
At this point, I am realizing that my puritanical perfectionist instincts must subside. Balance is key.
All this by way of sharing that I bought a pants suit yesterday. A lovely, Calvin Klein menswear inspired plaid gray blazer and trouser. On sale. It will fit into my wardrobe beautifully. I wanted to sew such an outfit. I have the fabric and patterns. And, I shall do so. After I finish weaving another set of gift towels, create a basket for a parish auction—which involves designing/creating some jewelry–and finish my hand tailored jacket from spring. Oh, and stay connected with my husband. and our children. and our grandchildren. and our Moms. and do the grocery shopping laundry bills. [Tom sees to the bathrooms, floors and outdoors, angel that he is!]
And occasionally sleep in, darn it.
Rant completed–sorry…back to the story!
In the meantime, I did find a great cream colored shawl collared cardigan and an ivory chiffon and lace poets blouse. Two modern classics with just enough spark to keep me fresh.
What I feel proud about, is that I shopped carefully. Before adding anything to my wardrobe, I cleared the closet a bit, and thought through what would work well with what I own. No “spur of the moment” purchases. I also spent wisely. While I cannot guarantee the supply chain cleanliness of what I bought, I was able to provide donations to various funds with these purchases.
Now, back to those pesky towels…
[I have a friend who owns a mug with this auspicious saying gracing its mug-ness. Keeping it real. I suppose…]