Last night, I wore a blouse that I hadn’t worn in a while.
“That’s a nice blouse” said my husband. “I don’t think I’ve seen it before. Is it new?”
“No, I’ve had it several years”, I replied.
I didn’t tell him the whole truth. The blouse is over 30 years old – maybe even closer to 40.
Right about now as she reads this blog, my writing partner Patty is no doubt shaking her head in dismay.
When I met her in the late 70’s, she told me that she believed in buying only good, high quality clothes so that they lasted a long time, and that she always tossed anything she hadn’t worn in the past two years.
I was impressed with her resolve, but credited some of it to the fact that she had a small closet in an apartment in New York at that time.
I’ve asked her about it since, though, and she says she still tosses (actually donates) what she hasn’t worn for a while.
I am, on the other hand, definitely a keep it kind of person as evidenced by my 30 year old blouse.
It’s not a hoarding thing. I do donate clothes from time to time. In fact, I’ve swept through my closets at least a couple of times as I’ve moved households. But, it is a hard thing for me to do.
I find myself holding on to my donation box for a few days after packing it up and then second-guessing myself right before I load it into the trunk of the car.
That size 10 pair of gold Dana Buchman slacks? I should probably keep those just in case I’m ever a size 10 again, right?
And, that black cashmere sweater that I haven’t worn in years because it has always been too tight? It’s still in style, so maybe I should keep it another year?
I’m even going to admit that I’ve thought about taking something out of the box at the last minute as I hand it over to the donation collector.
So, back to that 30+ year old blouse.
It’s a Votre Nom, 100% silk, black and white stripe blouse that still fits. I googled Votre Nom to see if I could find any information about the brand and only saw a few pieces from the 70’s on auction sites. I think I bought it in the early 80’s when I was making good money and traveling around the country.
It was probably expensive at the time, but I’m not sure.
Anyway, I have not been able to throw it away, even though it has made it onto the “maybe” pile several times.
So, why did I wear it last night?
- I don’t enjoy shopping for clothes like I used to, so I have been doing some shopping in my own closet.
- I have a lot of clothes so my Catholic guilt nags at me to wear them.
- I was in a black and white kind of mood and it was hanging right there in my closet (see #2)
But, whatever the reason, my husband liked it and I looked OK.
Yes, Patty, it’s true that I haven’t worn that blouse more than a handful of times over the span of 30+ years, but damn if I didn’t wear it last night!
Am I vindicated?