My pal Whitney always knows what to wear. Or at least she knows what I should wear. After all my public bitching and inability to let go of my borrowed maternity jeans, she put me on a plan.
The Plan
She said:
I have come up with a list for your What Not To Wear project. It consists of 14 items you need. If you buy them all, you’ll have five tops and five bottoms, enough for a full week of work.
Since three of the items are shoes, I was thinking you could try to buy one item per week and start with the shoes to buy time until you get to nine months (my self-imposed waiting period before spending $$$ on jeans). Tell me when to start on the details or to-do list.
Here’s the list:
- button down shirt with fun details [boden pictured]
- black slacks [bitten]
- brown slacks
- dark office jeans
- wrap dress
- a-line skirt
- ballet style shoes [bitten]
- boots [miz mooz pictured]
- femmy low heel shoe [naot, maybe]
- pull over sweater
- cardigan sweater
- casual blazer [bitten]
- conservative tank top
- dressy tshirt
She offered to meet me at Anthropologie one day during my lunch break so I could pump in the dressing room while she put shirts over my head. Sweet offer, but we haven’t done that yet.
My Status
I think I’ve been doing pretty well. Even though — just yesterday — I called her in tears to complain that I still look 12 weeks pregnant whether I’m in tight clothes or baggy clothes, I do feel like I’m making good progress toward the goal of sensibly updating my wardrobe.
As my first order of business, I ordered a cute shirt online from Boden but the fit isn’t all that great on me. I’ll call it #1 and move on.
We had a very successful shoe buying spree on Saturday afternoon. I got some high red boots that I love and some low brown boots that I like very much (sorta like these). I think that covers #8 and #9.
I went on a Big Adventure with my friend Olivia Monday night. We drove over about 90 minutes roundtrip to find the one mall in the Bay Area that carries Sarah Jessica Parker’s new discount clothing line, Bitten.
We pushed around a shopping cart piled high with under-$20 merchandise and twice I had to shimmy back under my fitting room door because the teenaged employees were off doing something else. Good times.
I walked away spending far less than $100 and with a silver pair of ballet flats (#7), a black corduroy blazer (#12), and some too-tight brown cords (#3) along with four $8 shirts that probably fall back into the “what was I thinking?” bucket (ummm, do I really need three new polka dot shirts?!!).
