my new uniform

I like to wear a uniform.  Twelve years of Catholic school took away any ability to dress myself in a fashionable manner. I like the mindlessness of wearing the same thing, day in and day out.  For the past few baby-making, weight-gaining-and-losing years I have bought five of the same pair of black or gray sweatpants every fall, and six of the same long-sleeve shirt, and worn them every single day.

Over the past year, I've been looking at my wardrobe with a more critical eye.  I'm done having children. I am no longer in the gain-fifty-lbs, lose-fifty-lbs every eighteen months cycle that I have been in for the past few years.  I am within a few pounds of my pre-baby weight, and hereabouts is probably where I'll stay.  

I would like to wear pretty clothes again.

I have a few quirks.  I hate waistbands. I don't like wearing pants unless they are loose sweatpants.  I don't like tight clothing anywhere.  I do not like to wear jeans. I do not like to wear slacks. I do not like to wear shorts.  I do not like to wear elasticized anything. I admire other people wearing button up shirts but want to rip them off within three seconds of putting one on.  I do not wear uncomfortable shoes for any reason.  I have an entire bin of dress shoes I used to wear with suits in my garage. I should get rid of them, as I haven't worn them in nearly SEVEN YEARS, but I hold onto them, thinking heaven forbid I have to go to a funeral and I can't wear sneakers with a suit.  

I am thinking of making the unprecedented move of getting rid of 75% the clothes in my closet.  I have lots of jeans. I keep looking for the mythical pair that won't make me uncomfortable.  They do not exist, but the proof of my quest is in the twelve pairs of unworn jeans in my closet.  I wear them on the rare occasion the Mister and I might go out to dinner with another couple, and since we don't know a soul here, the mandatory wearing of uncomfortable clothing isn't happening.  I could also get rid of my shorts, and slacks, and button up shirts.

What I really want is a uniform.

What I like to wear is A-line jersey cotton sundresses.  And you know what?  THAT is going to be my uniform.

I bought this dress in every color.

I also bought this dress in nearly ever color.

And now I have many many cotton jersey dresses. I have my uniform.  I can wear an A-line cotton dress EVERY SINGLE DAY.

I am ridiculously excited about this.  Shorts and jeans begone!