Monday, April 5, 2010

I'm sorry Mama.

I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet.

When I first envisioned doing the cleanse, I imagined I would also have this grand physical purging of much of what I possess. Like many things I envision [ie. zero calorie bacon, world peace], it hasn't happened yet.

In the spirit of Easter and the remembrance of our resurrected Jesus, I was motivated to also resurrect some of outdated wardrobe contents. It's a small start but at least I've started, right?

38 tops, 20 bottoms and 1 dress

It's been difficult for me to part with one of my most coveted items. If anyone is interested in becoming the proud owner of a cropped, long-sleeve black jacket, please let me know. You don't want to let this gem get away!

You can't see it in the photo, but the jacket has great detailing, including lace trim all around the bottom. It's also never been worn in public, so you'd be the first to break it in and show off yo' hot self! 

My cousins in China, bought this for me. I hope they don't read this blog...

The before and after shots of my closet don't rely convey the progress I made today. Maybe if this was a Highlights magazine you'd have fun trying to spot the 25 differences between the two photos. 

So obviously, there is still much work left to be done to rid myself things I no longer use. The clothes alone is a feat. I still have this dresser...

...and more bins in our shed and under my bed and also shoes! Oy. What have I gotten myself into?

I am a huge fan of Sarah McLachlan's "World on Fire." I know this song is so yesterday but it still resonates with me today. Especially the line: The more we take / the less we become / A fortune of one that means less for some.

Of course, my pile of outdated and outworn apparel isn't a fortune to any one of us, but I am aware that I have more than I need while others face a daily scarcity of basic necessities.

And of all days, Easter helps me to remember how much I have been given that I haven't worked for and surely do not deserve and the daily gift of being able to renew ourselves and reclaim our lives. Like Lazarus, I hear God's call to get rid of my "grave clothes" and be clothed with Love. That's right - love is more comfortable on the skin than any poly/cotton blend.


  1. A) Ahem...why does your painting have a mustache?
    2) Sorry it is much uglier than I remember. You are definitely prettier and better proportioned than that.
    d) Someone really needs to do an operatic cover of the 8 mile soundtrack...

    I am so proud of you!

  2. A.) It's a truer reflection of how I look these days.

    2.) I'm sure that's how the Venus De Milo felt as well.

    d.) You ready to lay some tracks? It could be a beautiful lullaby for Baby K!