I believe I am aesthetically ambiguous. I used to think I was trendy but then trendy became boring and dishonest, so I became disenchanted with fashion. I'm fickle by nature but never have I lost interest in shopping until now. 

Partly because I'm allergic to something (it may be polyester but I keep putting off seeing a specialist because seeing doctors is boring). I've been forgoing 99% of my wardrobe for cotton t-shirts and jeans when I absolutely must leave the house and shorts when I am allowed to lounge about in my comfort. I went shopping on Black Friday and generally askewed (if not completely) my need to BUY! BUY! BUY! I bought stuff I genuinely need - nylon sweaters because Tim Gunn recommended them to a woman who wrote in to Marie Claire about her inability to find un-itchy sweaters. I may have made some impulsive purchases online, because online shopping is created for impulse buys, but I am definitely going to return them if they do not bring me joy*.

Which leads me this impulse buy, a crocheted white maxi dress that I bought because I find it so pretty but also a complete juxtaposition (one of my favorite words) with my wardrobe. I rarely do maxis because I am short, and although I adore white I avoid it because my motor skills are on par with my 18-month old. Case in point: got a dot of eyeliner while I tried on this dress for exactly 5 minutes. And that is why, despite not finding it all that I had imagined, I had to keep it.

I ended up wearing it as is and so you can see how it's a tad too long but it is Jane Austen(ish) who happens to have written my favorite love story of all time - Darcy is my fave. 

*Before I was married (and for a good few years after) I was a clothes-hoarder. My husband is a minimalist. He would often return home from college (University, as he calls it) and "surprise" his mom with decluttering (read: THROW AWAY EVERYTHING). After years of storing clothes at our house, his parents' house, and my parent's house, my husband had to intervene - especially because he organizes my closet every few months because I am terrible at it. Most recently he organized my entire wardrobe by color. Thanks Babe, you are literally the best kind of human. I digress, I began to see how terrible it is to compulsively bring clothes upon clothes into my life, especially when I never even touched certain articles and they hung for years in my closet, tags and all.