The Blog Formerly Known As Practical Paralegalism
Or, Hello, You’re Still Here?
Reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated. Or nonexistent. Take your pick.
I also have not given up taking photos of what I’m wearing from our PUD (Planned Unit Development for real estate experts, tiny li’l condos for those of y’all that speak plain English) parking lot. I think parking lot photos really speak to my expertise as a budget style blogger.
So, sticking to my greatly exaggerated style expertise, I performed a little experiment last week with my “Other Closet Orphans”. I’ve seen many style bloggers address Closet Orphans, but I’m on a
dead overly super serious mission to discover as many clothes as I can that don’t cost more than $5. Because I am on a no-shopping ban. Because I have no money. Yes, to both.
Raise your hand if you have an “Other Closet” full of Closet Orphans. This is not the Goodwill Pile (I donate tons weekly, even more so now that our home has to reach an insanely high level of medical cleanliness only achieved in vacuum-packed canned foods and restaurants that have advance notice of inspections). I have been known to dump out the Goodwill Pile and take back the same unworn wrap dress repeatedly. For years. Yes, I totally swear there will be a post of me actually wearing it coming to a blog near you soon. (I’ve photographed myself in it at least twice for the blog but decided it looked so horrible I was donating it. Never say die.)
This is the Other Closet, you know, where the Good. Stuff. that you can’t, or for some forgotten reason won’t wear yourself, but is going to net you loads of more secondhand clothes or a measly amount of cash at your local Slightly Snobby Better Consignment Shop. You know, the closet of good intentions or selfish means to justify more shopping (take your pick) that never actually gets to your local Slightly Snobby Better Consignment Shop because you don’t have time, are ignoring it while pretending to forget it, or just forgot. (All three in my sad, sad case.)
I decided to shop The Other Closet Orphans last week, and daaaaaang, if I didn’t find some Good. Stuff. I was all, “Why would anyone in their right mind get rid of these sweet unworn or barely worn clothes,” just like I say repeatedly out loud at our local Goodwill and Salvation
Armani Army. I do know that we change sizes sometimes, and think a couple of these dresses shifted closets a few years ago when I had a health crisis and got down to 105 pounds. Which is ridiculous on me.
So I’ll be showing off my free clothes, or at least the ones I’ve already paid for once but prematurely tried to eject from my closet, like a good budget style blogger in the coming weeks, in a
brilliant pretty okay series stupidly aptly titled The Other Closet Orphans.
You are so welcome. And Hello, you’re still here?