June was a heck of a month. First of all, it felt like it was about three years long. I feel like I aged at least twice as much. I always know when I reach the limit of my stress tolerance because my body starts to mis-function; this time around, my IBS symptoms went into over-drive. Between dealing with a potentially life-threatening medical issue in my immediate family, juggling a number of hearings at work (including one out of town), and accepting a new position (!!!), this month was a doozy. I’ve never been more grateful for an opportunity to get the hell out of dodge for a few days as I was at the tail end of June, when my husband and I hopped on a plane to Palm Springs. Stay tuned for some recap posts.
On to clothes:





There were some real winners in the mix this month, #1, 3, 7, 10 and 13 in particular. A closet purge is probably in my future, though I am finding it hard to motivate myself to do it. Some of my less favourite outfits happen because I haven’t been able to let go of pieces that don’t suit my current aesthetic as well, but which I guilt myself into wearing because, well, they’re hanging there in my closet. I *know* I will be happier if I let go of some of the “dead weight” but the sentimental ties are strong. However, this summer is all about fresh starts for me, so I have a feeling there will be changes coming to my closet as well.