The idea of adopting a personal uniform is something I stumbled across recently reading The Dashing Eccentric’s blog post on arriving at her signature look. She has a number of interesting reads linked there, and I perused most of them (and headed down many parallel rabbit holes).
The whole idea resonates with me.
Now I’m not dashing or particularly eccentric, but like most of us I want to dress in a way that works for my lifestyle and contributes to an overall favorable impression. I want the people I meet to think I’m creative, smart, helpful, capable…attractive even.
Considering *my* personal uniform was eye opening.
It evolves around my lifestyle–dog, housework, diy projects and doctors’ offices.
Imagine that. I must be able to brush off dirt, throw on a scarf, and head out. In order for it to work, my basic ensemble needs to be simple, sturdy, coordinating, and accept a third layer. The third layer is the fun stuff–jewelry, scarves, vests, jackets.
Sounds like a wardrobe capsule, doesn’t it?
My natural tendencies toward organization have helped me out a bit already. I hang my clothes by color and type. All my knit tops are arranged so that I can readily find what I want to wear, thusly:
See that large section of pink? See all those blues and greens? Those are the ones I wear. I sleep in and/or paint in the white ones. The black ones are rarely touched–sometimes I paint in those, too.
If you happened to look up at the pants and skirts, you’d see mostly denim and gray bottoms.
Those are my best colors. My favorites. The ones I reach for every day.
Everything else in my closet is third layer or special occasion.
Now that I’ve analyzed a bit, I can build on it. I’m working on a simple capsule idea to take me into spring.