Mar 5 2011

the sky is falling [day 283]

Giant, shrink-wrapped books.  They’re everywhere.  I think it rained phonebooks, although I don’t remember seeing that in my weather forecast.  Flint Lockwood must have made another machine, but this one storms phone books.  They’re on top of the mailboxes, on the sidewalks, in the grass, they’re pretty much everywhere.  They’re taking over the neighborhood.

Why do the Yellow Pages still exist?  Simple, because advertisers are still giving them money.  Let’s look at the logic here.  Are these businesses just clutching on to a past dream of advertising success, unwilling to let go?  I walk my street twice a day and nobody is bringing these books in the house.  Now the advertisers are probably paying for internet and print, so as long as they’re getting new customers, they’re probably not concerned with the details, they just want the results.  How many people still use phone books?  I’m sure there’s a small percentage and I’m all for print some for the people that want them.  But why are they mass producing them to throw them in people’s yards when 99% of them will go in the recycling bin, or worse yet, the trash?  I find it funny (the disturbing kind) that they have a dumpster specifically for phone books.   Continue reading


Jan 19 2011

the clothing experiment update [day 237]

Here’s the experiment.  I decided to reduce my wardrobe by 50%.  I also threw out a mini-challenge.  Take 25 pieces of clothing from your closet, place them in a box or plastic tote.  Put it away for a month and see if you miss any of the stuff in it.  If not, take it to the thrift store.  If so, take out the item(s) you missed.  Here are some updates.

50% reduction

I still have a long way to go on achieving a 50% wardrobe reduction.  I’m close, but I still need to purge some more stuff.  I went through my drawers and got rid of about 40% of that.  I need to make my 2nd and 3rd passes there.  I also had 2 loads of dirty laundry that were not included.  I didn’t count the pieces, but just guessing, I need to get rid of about 75-100 more pieces.  I’ll do that later in the week.

my boys did the mini challenge

I had both of my kids pull 25 clothing items out of their closets.

My youngest, 10, has some emotional attachments to his clothing, and to stuff he’s never even worn. Wow, we all start this process early. He has a lot of hand-me-downs that he intends to wear. The process was not easy for him.

My oldest, 11, is way pickier than I thought. I learned a lot about him in the process. He hates yellow and thinks it makes him look like a clown. He won’t wear anything with a collar. He had a lot of clothes in the back of his closet that were too small, and some clean laundry. I thought he had a lot of clothes, but he doesn’t because his brother, being the same size, has hoarded them all.

50 pieces of clothing is going to the resale shop.  And my boys? They feel good about it. It’s easier to keep their rooms clean.

others taking the challenge

I have gotten some great responses to the mini-challenge.  Besides the several people doing it, here’s some great feedback.   Continue reading


Jan 8 2011

necessary clothing [day 226]

Amy found this clothing store in New York City called Necessary Clothing.  Yes, clothing is necessary, and from the looks of the mannequins, you might need to buy several pieces of it.

I did a little research on this store.  They’re located in the SoHo district and it looks like they carry reasonably priced clothing, comparable to Forever 21 and Charlotte Russe.  The clothing has been described as hoochie-mama or hooker styles.  I don’t see how those style are necessary to my wardrobe, but it does explain the mannequin’s lack of clothing.  I have to say, I found this photo interesting, a mannequin with a boob job.  Even Darla is shaking her head on this one.

I want to go to New York City and find some thrift stores.  I wonder how many they have and what areas they’re in.  It would be a fun trip.

If you took the amount of money you spent on the clothes you’re wearing right now, got that amount in $1 bills, how much of your body would it cover?  I would clearly be in trouble.  I know, that’s a stupid analogy, but it seems like some of the clothing sold at full retail prices is just not a good value for the dollar.  What I mean is that the higher the dollar amount, the less amount of clothing you get.  Jeans with holes cost more.  Tiny thin t-shirts cost more.  I guess it’s the name brands and the styles we’re paying for.  Here’s one of my favorite quotes about style, and it’s so true.

Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months. — Oscar Wilde


Dec 15 2010

dressed to shop [trashogram]

This trashogram was made from items sitting in bins in my garage, most of it purchased as props for a school photography class.  The doll, decked out in her fancy Mastercard dress, is surrounded by shoes and many other random objects that she could place in her shopping bags.  The empty Tiffany & Co. box, a vintage piece, costing $.25… empty.


Nov 4 2010

fine, dress me up like a fairy princess!! [day 161]

The challenge has been challenging this week.  I get my kids clothes at thrift stores or they are hand-me-downs (or handy-downs as Cole calls them), which has worked nicely for a long time.  It’s still working, but here are some of the difficulties.

Boys vs. girls

They say girls are pickier about their clothing, however the person that said that did not have a Joe.  After fighting with him for over an hour, I told him we were going to play dress up when he got home from school, meaning I was going to make him try on clothes since he says he doesn’t have any pants that fit him.  And when I did find some?  He didn’t like them.  His response?  “Oh fine, you’re going to dress me up like a fairy princess!”  Oh, you think the boy would know better than to say something like that…

Let me give you a little background here.  I was a tomboy and hated to wear anything girly.  My mom was all about the frilly, fru-fru stuff, making me wear dresses and entering me in beauty pageants.  (do not get me started on that one)  The photo is of me, one that I altered for an expressive photography class.  It’s part of a larger art collection about childhood.   Continue reading