Random love:
I’ve had shoes that I’ve worn about every day for 12+ years and was proud of, despite holes and wear.
I’ve had a warm sweatshirt that I wore whenever it was cold and was embarrassed of because it was my only one and people would make remarks and notice its wear.
And many things in between.
I can’t help but look in my closet and identify with the things I see. What stories are being told and how those stories make me feel.
Recently, I’ve begun a tradition of having my 2.5 year old son pick out my shirt for the day. He has his favorites and gets excited to see me wear certain things. For him, what I put on is part of what makes me his dad.
There’s something to be said for a closet, not a style, that you’re known for. I miss that old sweatshirt.
Thank you IH for helping me connect with my wardrobe in a meaningful way. Getting better with age is something we can all hope for.