‘No Bad Outfits’ Is the Only Resolution I’ve Ever Stuck To
Guidelines to feeling better in your clothes, tested over nearly a decade.
I’m not a resolutions gal. I can’t form a habit to save my life, and I certainly don’t become more productive during the coldest time of the year. I spend most of winter in soft sweaters under warm ambient lighting doing my best to avoid anything that would take me too far from my cup of tea. A mug of English breakfast is my sun, and I simply orbit around it.
Any New Year’s delusions of a healthier, more fulfilling, less screen-pilled lifestyle have not seen a lot of success. But eight years ago I made one resolution that has stuck — no more bad outfits.
A bad outfit dampens my spirit and tampers with my confidence — things far too important to not take precious care of. I don’t feel as though I’m presenting an authentic version of myself when I wear something I don’t love. So I resolved to stop.
“Bad” is entirely subjective, of course (and I don’t mean ugly, I quite like a lot of ugly things), I really mean ‘No wearing something you don’t love for the sake of convenience.’ It’s never convenient to feel bad about yourself.
Here are the guidelines I set for myself:
