Erin The Great

I’ve been conducting an experiment so to speak. When I was thinking about what I wanted to do for my New Years resolutions this year, I looked back on the previous years and realized that I’m pretty good at sticking to them.

For this particular New Years, I was just bored enough (and without a doubt some of my most creative ideas immerge from my boredom) that the insane started making sense. I was thinking to myself about all the girls I know, and how much clothes we all own, and how much of those clothes we actually wear. So I decided that I was going to wear EVERYTHING in my closet before I’d break down and do my laundry. This is quite a feat especially since I have tubs of clothes underneath my bed for the spring/summer seasons. I’m 52 days into the year and I’ve managed to only touch about 1/8th of the clothes in my drawers and closet.

As weird as this may sound I’m still sticking to it even though my laundry pile is about ½ as tall as I am and there seems to be no end. At least I have my own ‘fashion’, but I’m starting to look more and more ‘coastal/hippie’ ie. Myself before I moved to Utah and got sick of everyone wanting to know what beach I’d wandered off of.

As this experiment drags on, in a few more weeks, I’m going to have to start accessorizing with my hemp necklaces again so as to not look to odd. I don’t mind looking like my northwest self again except for the growing population of ‘emo’ and ‘indie’ kids. As much as I want to continue looking like the genre’s that stole their look directly from the Northwest I might not have a choice come mid may or so.

All I know is that my choices in wardrobe are becoming more and more fun to pick out. Mainly because fewer things are matching but mainly because I actually have to think ‘does this lynyrd skynyrd t-shirt go with this skirt?’ It’s ok because most of my band t-shirts are now being paired with skirts because I’m running out of sweats. Out of my experiments, this is turning out to be a really fun one. I just don’t know how i’m going to explain my ‘hug a tree but shave your armpits’ t-shirt….