Can someone PLEASE nominate me for one of those wardrobe makeover shows? I am looking like a total slob lately.
At first the problem was that my dowdy, conservative finance duds were not cutting it in my big media job. I showed up to my new gig with a closet full of navy and gray Brooks Brothers suits. Not cool.
Compounding the matter is the fact that I have dropped several sizes over the past few months. I’ve been working out Linda Hamilton style and as a result am down to a rather mini size. So what few cool clothes I have do not fit me anymore.
I know: boo fucking hoo.
It feels good to be fit again, but the regular personal ailments are still there. In the past I was naïve enough to think that getting thin would solve everything. It doesn’t. And as a practical matter, it creates a morning scramble EVERY GODDAMNED DAY.
I need new work clothes, new casual clothes, new jeans, new everything.
And I hate HATE HATE clothes shopping.
Bad attitude, indeed. Occasionally Linda takes me out and we hit up the consignment shops and I buy a bunch of nice-looking Armani suits and whatnot. But that only covers a day or two a week.
Thing is, I know good style and appreciate it when I see it. But I can’t seem to get started on cultivating it for myself. Can someone make me their project? Please, pretty please?