So here’s the thing. There are these gorgeous dressy pants and jackets that I bought, which are far too grand for me and which I have locked up in the closet. It is as if I am a traitor, and the garments are betraying me. My body is such that it will not allow me to do so (thanks menopause). But now, being a few size downs…
And what about those pants? And the jackets? Don’t get me started. It was plain sad, visualise me in an oversized blazer with the sleeves hanging on my arms as if I were auditioning for a commercial for power suits of the 80’s. ‘Pathetic’ about summarises.
The Problem of Enactment – to Stitch or Not to Stitch
And quite frankly, these alterations are deliciously implausible. Do I actually want to take the trouble of ripping such well-fitting clothes apart, only to discover that my newly formed proportions will belong to a pretzel and not a human? Probably, no.
On the contrary, suits are costly, and I have numerous funerals to be. I want something that is exquisite, but the outfit I usually wear for the deceased is beginning to… well, look like it has attended one too many funerals.
Cell Latch: Siege the Alterations (And Hope for the Best).
If I go down this path, I’ll need to: Take in the pants (and suffocate the baggy thighs). Resize the jackets (because I am not going for the “It’s my older brother’s suit” fashion june).
But here’s the kicker: high waisted wide leg pants are apparently in fashion again? Am I that brave to take the risk of altering them to this day’s fashion only for the trend to wither tomorrow? I have been played. Remember low rise jeans? Exactly.
A Parisian Approach: The New Wardrobe Option? The other option? Well, add more, like say goodbye to the clothes that no longer fit and have them worn on a consignment store. I shall for now abandon my tummy tuck and nice breasts for new beautiful clothes, which I ‘am sure will be sexy enough, but will be uncomfortable until I enjoy a new physique after menopause. That’s reasonable fwrite(delta)=1;
The Decision: A Little of Both?
I guess I will give one of the easier pants today a try out and see how that goes. If it’s a disaster (likely), at least I’ll have a new mini capsule wardrobe on hand for those days that call for serious dressing .
On top of that, I’ll have the freedom to empty some of my closet and have space to acquire some new clothes. You cannot get it any better than this, can you?
The Eternal Struggle
In the end, there isn’t going to be a resolution to the problem of frugally altering dresses that do not fit me. I may avoid that challenge and even go to the extent of buying an expensive new suit that happens to fit me. Who knows? Perhaps there are others who are thrilled to have such my old, oversized pants. Fashion is like a circle after all, it will come back again right?
