When I was a kid, my dad used to do this weird thing. He’d buy new undershirts and briefs and then keep them unopened for a super long time. He’d even keep them in their original packaging. I never understood why he had to wait so long to wear his new underwear. It’s as if he had to work himself up to earning the privilege of wearing his new tighty-whities. I remember how sometimes I’d check his underwear drawer to see how many packets were still left unopened. Looking back, what made this whole thing so strange was that my dad was always talking about having a big boat and fancy car some magical day. But how do you go from not-good-enough-to-wear-new-underwear to yacht status? Hmmm.
What our underwear drawer says about us.
Recently I’ve been doing a closet edit. I’ve been inspecting my wardrobe while working on a series of posts about finding your personal style. I’ve quite literally taken everything out of my closet and done a major cleanup.
So just imagine my horror and disbelief when I got to my underwear drawer and discovered that I, too, have been hoarding my “good” panties. At first I tried to laugh it off, Ha, ha, I guess I just like saving my nice panties for when I get dressed up. And I even came up with a few good excuses like being stuck in my apartment for a year during a world pandemic, living in my pajamas, forgetting what it’s like to dress up, etc.
But I knew I had a real problem when it dawned on me that I'd be mortified to be in some kind of accident. Not for the normal fear of getting hurt, but because I wouldn’t want anyone in the emergency room to see my tired panties. Now that’s just downright wrong.
This realization spurred me into action and I’m happy to report that I threw out all my old underwear. Yep, I’m only wearing pretty panties from now on. Fabulous is as fabulous does, baby.
Paying attention to your appearance is a reflection of how you feel about yourself.
I’ve always desired to be one of those women that can look chic in a bath towel. Or taking out the trash. And quite honestly, I’ve been making post-pandemic strides at getting dressed up every day. It’s getting easier to not feel like such a work-from-home desk potato.
The thing is, I enjoy feeling pretty and looking nice. I enjoy putting on a little makeup and jewelry. I like to brush my hair and wear headbands. All these little things make me feel good. When I look in the mirror and what I see matches how I feel about myself, that’s joy.
The whole ritual of getting ready is your shortcut to feeling good.
Fabulous is as fabulous does.
So as ridiculous as it may sound to talk about my underwear drawer, the truth behind this weird inherited behavior is not so funny. I inherited this behavior from my dad because of our shared beliefs about not being enough. My desire to become my future chic fabulous self is being self-sabotaged by my not wanting to be caught dead in my tired panties. Uh-huh.
Ya see, if there’s any part of you that doesn’t feel worthy of who you desire to be, it will rear it’s ugly head and laugh it’s ass off looking at your underwear drawer. There, I said it.
Feeling fab starts with a desire and manifests in your behavior to look as fab as you feel.
So who is your version of fabulous?
We’ve all got our version of fabulous, how we envision her will be unique to each of us, but one thing’s for damn sure, whatever our version of fabulous, she doesn’t walk around in old underwear or answer the door in shabby pajamas. Nope.
Ladies, it’s time for a little introspection:
Who do you wanna be and do you have any underwear, pajamas, house clothes, or street clothes that she wouldn’t be caught dead in?
Well, there ya go. It’s time for a closet edit. My next posts will show you how to get started with finding your personal style. But first, repeat after me:
I am beautiful and I enjoy being me. Amen.
“Sweatpants are a sign of defeat. You lost control of your life so you bought some sweatpants.”
- Karl Lagerfeld
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