Some people have a difficult
time throwing old clothes out - that's not me! When I get in the mood, it doesn't
take long to rifle through my closet tossing things out right & left.
Especially now that I know all the shopping secrets from Ross or Kohl's, it is
easy to chuck the old, out of date clothes since I know I can easily &
inexpensively replace them. When I run out of hangers, I know it is time for
spring, summer, fall or winter cleaning!
This past Saturday morning I tackled my
jeans & crop pants drawers. I am 65 years old & don't look half bad (for an old lady!) BUT
I don't look like I did when I was 40, or hell, even 50. Not to mention that
there are a few more pounds of "junk in the trunk" to deal with. :-)
As I started sorting through
all my pants, I realized there were a few pairs that probably dated back 20
years! I was at a loss as to why I was hanging on to some of them since I will
never wear them again in this lifetime - even if they did fit, which over half of them didn't. I
suppose that somewhere in my twisted mind I was hanging on to the fact that
maybe, just maybe, someday I would magically lose 15 pounds & the zippers
would just glide up easily. Time to get real, girl! Ain't gonna happen!
There were even a couple pairs of
old jeans that were a size 6 - SIZE 6?? What the hell? I honestly don't ever
recall wearing a size 6 past age 25 - long before menopause & senility
set in. Those went in the give away pile without even attempting to squeeze my
butt into them. I am certainly not that much of a glutton for punishment.
Most of them that joined the
size 6s in the Goodwill pile were just a little too tight or way out of style.
One of the benefits & pleasures of being 65 is that I no longer wear
clothes that aren't comfortable & restrict my breathing. My days of wearing jeans that look great but
cut into me at places I really don't want to be cut into are long gone. Not to
mention that tight hip-hugger, low cut jeans just don't look good on anyone
older than 16 & weighing more than 95 pounds. A 65 year old "muffin
top" is not even a little bit flattering.
There were even a few that
could only be called bell bottoms back in my era - AKA the 60s. I suppose now
they are termed "boot cut" - but since I don't even own a pair of
cowboy boots & haven't ridden a horse in a couple of decades, there wasn't
any good reason to hang on to them either.
Before our trip last month,
I headed to Ross on a Tuesday (10% senior discount day!) to look for new jeans.
I hit the jackpot finding 3 pairs that look & fit really good - for less
than $50 total including tax! The waist is actually at my waist & they are
snug but not too tight. Thank you Gloria Vanderbilt for realizing that some of
us are real women, not petite little teen-agers. Plus I have 2 pairs of
"jeggings" from last year that work perfectly with long tops & boots
so I am set for the upcoming winter.
All in all, I ended up
chucking around 30 pairs of pants & about 15 tops. I did save 5 pairs of
denim pants that still fit & I might wear at some point. But I am really
proud of myself since I am down to 10 pairs of jeans & I have at least 15
empty hangers!
