A Conscious Closet
My journey of authentic self discovery has shed light on some very interesting corners of my life and made me question many parts of my reality. It was one afternoon during my pregnancy as I rested with a plate of kiwis on my lap and my puke bucket by my side, I watched the documentary ‘The True Cost’ which left me with an incredibly sick feeling in my stomach and it wasn’t from the hormones. The societal sickness of fast fashion is destroying our planet and leaving no regard for the beautiful souls who slave to make these affordable fashions. Big corporations come out with a ‘new line’ every three months with one goal in mind; make consumers believe they need to buy the newest trends to stay current and ‘oh look at our affordable prices to allow you to do so.’
Not only did I have a closet full of more clothes than I would ever wear, but I felt like these clothes didn't express who I truly am, they didn’t make me feel unique, vibrant, or like the powerful woman I was becoming. So at almost 40 weeks pregnant we pulled everything out and I got rid of over half my wardrobe and continue to get rid of more as I begin to discover who I am and who I want to become.
Creating a wardrobe to express my unique self also inspired me to remodel my closet to create a special place all my own. I had to have a piece of driftwood for my clothes rod and I remember the naysayers telling me I would never find the right piece, but my stubborn heart knew it could be done. The weekend I went away with Luna to the beach so Bradley could build out my closet (that brilliant, amazing man) I came across a piece of driftwood stuck in a pile of debris and fishing wire (always bring a trash collection bag while hunting for driftwood). I didn’t know why this particular piece was so important, maybe I would use it for my art, but I just had to have it, it was a hassle to say the least but when we got home the reason I couldn't leave the beach that day without it became clear. I tried all the pieces I had deliberately collected for the rod; they were too big for the hangers or to short for the closet or to bowed and twisted, but then I said wait, lets try this piece, the one I had to have. Sure enough it was absolutely perfect and Bradley so craftily attached it to the custom shelves he built and the rest is history.
I have a vision of the woman I am in the future; she's bright and brilliant and wearing beautifully, consciously, sustainably created clothing that will last lifetimes beyond this closet, not sitting falling apart in a landfill after a few runs through the washer. It will take time to manifest this wardrobe I desire, many trips to the thrift shops, and saving up to spend a little more on the types of quality companies I want to support. But this life is about the journey, so for now I’m enjoying the ride.