Wardrobe Planning: A Spring 2016 Shopping List Addendum!

In the interest of full disclosure of my mindful shopping/wardrobe commitment — and as I further wend my way through my wardrobe/closet clean-out — here are a few more things I’m on the lookout for this season in terms of spring shopping. This is more on the utilitarian tip, but it’s amazing how these ‘non-fashion’ items still can eat up your budget and attention. + Bras and undies! It’s so weird to talk about your ‘intimates’ on the Internet, but, well…I need new knickers! Now that I’m weaning the baby, I can finally start looking into new bras that don’t

The Fun Part About Cleaning Out Your Closet: Making A Shopping List!

My epic closet clean-out has been slow-going but steady. I’m almost done with dresses and tops at the moment, and then I tackle accessories, which should be quite an odyssey. I wish I could go a little faster, but my little one gets really curious about all the piles of clothes and suddenly my closet clean-out turns into an ad-hoc playground. (It’s funny, he dives into a pile of dresses like how other kids dive into a pile of leaves!) But one of the advantages of being turtle-like about it is taking the time to make a more thoughtful shopping

Love Letters To Dresses I Love But Have To Say Goodbye To

Last Saturday night at 8:30 pm, I decided to go through all my dresses as part of my closet clean-out. (Now you know how I like to spend my Saturday nights.) I counted a total of 31 dresses. Sounds slightly insane, I know, but we’re talking dresses from the past 15 years or so. I love dresses. I love them more theoretically at this point, since baby-wrangling isn’t really a dress- or nursing-friendly activity. These days I’m mostly about jeans and striped mariniere tops that can take a beating. But I used to wear them all the time. I have

I Heart These Podcasts

Believe it or not, I never listened to a podcast until last year. I’m not sure why — I think I was just content with books, magazines, movies and TV in terms of my media consumption. But last year, I had my baby, and my endless wilderness of reading time — oh, those were the days! — dwindled down to a few precious half-hours or so in the evening. I did manage to read books in the time I had to myself, but it came at the expense of a lot of magazine reading. Gone were the afternoons when I