The Outfit Repeater

Kate Spade Kissing Canaries studs, Marc by Marc Jacobs Classic Q Natasha bag, Madewell sandals, J. Crew Factory striped cami and dotted chambray shorts

I’m just going to put it out there. When it comes to getting dressed in the morning, I’m done with being pregnant. My belly is reaching epic proportions and only a handful of shirts fit. And some of them are long-sleeved, which I’d rather not wear when the weather is in the 80’s. I don’t want to buy more shirts and I’d rather not borrow John’s t-shirts. My jersey dresses have also been on a tight rotation.

The third trimester is like one massive 30 for 30 remix. I’m sure most people don’t notice that I’ve been repeating outfits, but I’m bored with my options. This whole internal dialog reminds me of a scene from “The Lizzie McGuire Movie” (don’t judge):

Kate: …Lizzie McGuire, you are an outfit repeater!

Lizzie: Okay, I may be an outfit repeater, but you’re an outfit rememberer, which is just as pathetic!

I’ve found myself staring longingly into my closet at the articles of clothing that I haven’t worn in months, unsure of when I’ll fit into them again: my pink gingham shirt, chambray shirt, pencil skirts, and a variety of other tops. Or I see clothes online or in the store that I’d love to snatch up (Exhibit A: that striped cami).

I’m even running out of steam in the accessories department. My Tar-jay leopard belt has been a workhorse these past 9 months and needs to be replaced soon.

It’s a good thing I’m able to work from home during the last two weeks or so of pregnancy. If my belly is hanging out, at least nobody will see it. Plus, my black dress pants might start a mutiny.

Send your fashion tips! Or maybe just a milkshake.

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