I have a uniform. It’s not a work uniform. Or a sports uniform. It’s my “this is what I wear every day at home uniform.”
It consists of a hooded sweatshirt and black Lululemon pants.
My toddler daughter can dress herself better.
Case in point:
Since having my two kids over the past 3.5 years, my body has changed. Apparently, so has my style. While I was never the Lisa Turtle of my friends, I at least knew how to put an outfit together.
Now? I’m really, really proud of myself if I stay in a pair of jeans during dinner at home (the norm is to run upstairs to my bedroom and throw on beloved yoga pants).
Somewhere, somehow, I have learned a
sad funny lesson: I don’t know how to dress myself. No, wait. I can dress myself.
I Can’t Style Myself.
Without having a wardrobe that feels right, I’ve struggled to confidently put outfits together. I’m left to stare in wonder at friends who have their wardrobe shit together. Sam. Rosie. Laura. Jenn. My neighbour who gardens in her bathrobe.
The majority of my time is spent at home, so it’s convenient to throw on my trusty uniform.
Well, according to some research (GQ? Cosmo? YM?), when you dress the part, you play the part. If you’re dressed to the nines at work, you’ll likely put in more effort. When you wear a cereal-stained shirt and fleece-lined stretchy pants, I’m guessing the odds of work productivity dip somewhere between the social media browsing and the cat nap levels.
So, I’m trying to change it.
Sure, my jeans are too tight. Sure, I hate wearing bras (who doesn’t? Am I right, boys?!). And sure, I’d much rather be in my uniform.
But I do feel the uniform sends out a quiet message to the world (and most importantly to myself) that I don’t need to be seen and don’t deserve to look good.
That ain’t right.
Baby Style Steps
Last fall, I signed up for Lisa McClatchie’s Effortless Style Kit. Her market includes women who generally work from home and want to dress the part but not have to try too hard to do so.
It’s like she’s living in my head. The first time I did her session, I really enjoyed the exploration of clothes and learning how to put an outfit together. But I played it safe with her style suggestions.
I’ve signed up for her Fall Effortless Style Kit (no affiliate, she’s just a cool Canadian stylist), and I’m going to take it up a notch. I’m going to wear pants with a button. I’m going to wear a statement necklace. I may even do the fur vest. Maybe.
But while browsing online, I am SHOCKED that the ’90s are coming back in style. Bodysuits again? Really?! Although, I do love me some Jordan Catalano plaid shirts.
So, to my homies who are struggling to find or re-discover their style or who just want to gain that confidence again, here’s what I’ll say: take off the uniform. Try something new. Throw out what doesn’t fit. Embrace the change.
P.S. There are a lot of unintentional throw-back ’90s references in this post. BOO YA!