I am an unabashed New Years resolution lover.
I understand all the arguments against them.
I also disagree with all the arguments against them.
First of all, making a change you want to make for even a few months is fantastic.
Its not a contract you signed to change for the whole year.
A friend introduced this concept to me years ago.
(Hers for the year were to eat cake more often and to try more butt stuff.)
I love the idea of changing yourself for the new year.
Its not just that I can create goals around unfun stuff like work.
I can also create goals to have more fun.
I felt unduly accomplished!
In the spirit of this, last year I decided that I needed to dress better.
Not nicer but more fun, more fashionable, moremeoutfits.
I have what is medically known as Too Many Clothes.
I come by this somewhat honestly.
My mom and dad both have more clothes than a person could wear in four lifetimes.
My father, who grew up very poor and overweight, has a particularly obsessive relationship with clothing.
They were a source of self-esteem.
He used to pick out outfits for my mother.
Growing up, he had closets in three different bedrooms in the house and dressers in even more.
He passed the disease along to me.
Clothing is my hobby.
Both of these things make me feel guilty often.
I realized for years that I needed to stop.
I would quit buying clothes for a few months only to relapse in a fit of post-10 p.m. boredom.
Finding clothes that made me feel good about myself just felt so wondrous, so miraculous.
So worth my money.
The plan isnt perfect, but it has mostly worked.
Except it has not cut down on the amount of clothing I have.
Clothing I wear to… nowhere.
No one is going to stop you and make you answer for your outfit.
Looking foolish is absolutely fine!
In fact, I encourage it!
So I began to dress up.
If I couldnt, it was a pretty good sign I needed to donate it.
It took me longer to get ready, but I also was actually enjoying myself.
And I was enjoying my clothes.
Sometimes I ended up hating the whole of my outfit, even though I loved the parts.
I rode that high for weeks.
I stopped having fun with clothes.
Recently, I left that job and started working from home again.
Im trying new clothes and looks.
Because you get to have fun with personal changes.
You dont have to make your body or your mind go through hell or work harder.
The challenge is to have more fun.
This article was originally published onJan.
source: www.bustle.com
