I had been dreading this month ever since I started the clothes chapter of 7. Wearing the same seven clothes for 30 days?! That sounded like a crazy person's idea. And I certainly didn't want to look like a crazy person, much less sound like one.
Even with the crazy talk, I knew I had to challenge myself to participate. I wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to stretch myself and live more simply. Besides, in the grand scheme of things, it's only 30 days.
I belabored over my 7 articles. I laid out some clothes on my bed and analyzed the different combinations. I finally decided on the following:
- Navy skinny jeans
- Boot cut jeans
- Black short-sleeve t-shirt
- Gray short-sleeve t-shirt
- Coral long-sleeve shirt
- Navy cardigan
- Black REI jacket
I'm rotating between 2 pair of shoes: camel-colored boots and a new pair of Under Armor tennis shoes. (Undergarments are a freebie.) I'm sticking with the same pair of earrings and no necklaces. I am, however, donning as many international accessories as possible, committing to pray for the country it represents on the day I wear it.
I rummaged through my
I anticipated month one and two being the most difficult, so I decided to "hurry up and get it over with," leaving only one free day in-between the two challenges. (Incidentally, this left my "free" day to dress up as a deer for Halloween and put a pumpkin on my head.)
The first 13 days have been a piece of cake. It's simpler to get dressed in the morning and I don't even bother to put my clothes away in between wearings, because there are so few. I spend less time pondering what to wear and what to pack for weekend getaways. Laundry loads, while more frequent, are smaller.
Yesterday, however, Paul and I both vocalized that this month is pretty boring. No, it's not as hard as I expected to re-wear outfits day after day. I don't enjoy putting together outfits, and I don't really love the articles I chose.
But, I'm praying for the world more. Praying for the women at Suti Sana and my friends in El Alto, Bolivia as I carry my handmade purse. I've prayed for missionaries in Mexico and an orphanage in Cambodia as I wear my scarves. I've even prayed for Vietnam veterans... for the first time ever. (My brother gave my a scarf for Christmas 2 years ago.)
Here's hoping I continue to learn to be others focused rather than self-focused.
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