This Thing Called Spring Fashion
So spring, it’s a thing now. I spent all last week with my heat off and my windows open. Well, one window… during the day… and I turned the heat back on at night, just in case, but you understand what progress this is. You all know that happy feeling when you hear the birds outside your window and look out to see lightly falling rain instead of snow. You know the thrill of seeing grass for the first time in months and being able to walk from one building to another without shivering violently or wrapping yourself in like seven different layers. Yes, it’s finally spring and the world is slowly being renewed and I have made a discovery… I’m not a spring person.
I realize that sounds like total craziness. How can anyone not be a spring person? Well I’m apparently not. Don’t get me wrong, I’m so excited for spring and the warm weather and the rain and going outside without two sweaters and a winter coat but I am totally unprepared for the spring season. I don’t have spring-ish clothing to wear. I am in need of spring things.
I used to think that fall and spring were pretty much the same, fashion wise. I was wrong. I am a big fall person. It’s my absolute favorite time of the year. The leaves are all changing and pretty, the air is cooling down from blazing temperatures to more manageable ones and you can wear a long sleeve shirt without a jacket and be totally comfortable. Or a short sleeve shirt with a jacket and be comfortable. I realized when I moved to my new apartment with my husband that I just kind of dress like it’s fall all the time.
So I switched out my clothes last week. I got out all my summer stuff, laid it out and then put my winter clothes in the emptied boxes and stuffed them in the closet. It was pretty hard, let me tell you. As you may have noticed, it’s still fairly chilly out this week. The promise of all 40s and 50s was met with several 38 and under days. We forgot to turn the heat back on last night and I was freezing. So here’s the question, then: at what point to do put away all the winter clothes that you might need?
This is the first time I’ve ever actually put away my winter clothes. Shocking, I know, but I’m a procrastinator of the highest order and I’ve always pulled out what I needed when I needed it from the summer box in my closet and by the time I got around to actually thinking about putting away my winter clothes it’s fall and they’d just have to come back out again. And, I mean, you need long sleeves for camping and stuff, right? This idea of not having everything immediately at my disposal is strange, but we really don’t have the room for it.
I’ve also found that I have this compulsion to wear all my winter things one last time. There are some things that can only be worn in winter or in that in-between seasons phase that we’re in and I want to wear all the things that have that weirdly specific temperature range. I have a loose-knit sweater that isn’t really good for deep winter, but too wintery for spring, really. It’s really more of a fall sweater, but I wore it anyway because I could. I kind of want to wear my long sleeve dress again just because I know I won’t get to again until next October if I’m lucky, and I just found it. Also, I finally claimed my dad’s sweater from my sister, just in time for the weather to warm up. So I’m wearing it today to make up for missing it all winter.
Do other people have these weird clothing compulsions? It doesn’t help that I’m pretty sure I’m still missing things at my parents house. I know I have at least one nice springy dress… somewhere. And, to celebrate it warming up, I bought a new, light fabric dress when I was out with my mom. It’ll have to warm up a little more before I can wear it, but it’ll get there. It’s strange, but I’m a little sad to say goodbye to my sweaters and my winter clothes. Soon it’ll be boy’s gym shorts for bed instead of fuzzy jammy pants and tank tops without sweaters. I’m going to miss my winter clothes, but I think it’s totally worth it for warm weather and no more snow.