Thanksgiving Weekend Purge

And no, I'm not talking bulimia. I've tried that and it just doesn't work for me. Though, after the gluttony that was Thanksgiving Day, I should re-think that option.

No, what I'm talking about is my annual tradition of cleaning out my closets and getting rid of things that don't fit or that I haven't worn in a year. Plus it gives me the opportunity to clean up my closets and chest of drawers. So the good news is that this year, I'm actually getting rid of clothes that don't fit because they are too big. Yeah! While I'm still fat, I'm less fat than I have been in a long time. So that's nice. And the beauty of the purge is that I get to discover clothes I bought years ago and haven't worn because I couldn't fit into them. I was kind of depressed that I only had one pair of decent jeans. And voila! I found a great pair of black jeans and then some jeans that are sort of low rise jeans that actually work on me. So that's a pleasant surprise.

The results of the purge? Four trash bags full of clothes that I dropped off at Goodwill today. My closets look great and are stuffed with clothes any more.

Since we (Museum Man and myself) ventured into the Commonwealth to go to the Goodwill drop off, we decided to brave the crowds at Tysons. And it wasn't as awful as I thought. I did pick up a couple of things. Museum Man is a bit of label whore, and some of that rubbed off on me. But while I did buy a Diesel and Hugo Boss shirt, I got them both on sale.

Tonight if my energy levels stay up, we're going to hit Town. Should be fun.

But I Look Good, Damn It!!!

So my Mom works at the church thrift store and so I end up with all sorts of dead men clothes. I know she means well, and a shirt for $1 is a good deal. Or it would be if it weren't HIDEOUS! So I thank her, keep it in my closet for a couple of months, and then when I go on a closet cleaning spree it's on it's way to Goodwill.

Anyways, for Christmas my Mom got me a nice silk tie from the Thrift Store and I just hung in my closet. I don't know. It's just didn't work for me. But when I got up this AM, I thought, what the heck, I'll give it a shot. And with the brown dress slacks and the little too dark for french blue shirt I was wearing it looked good. And I got a number of compliments. I was remarking to one of the ladies (because let's face it, they would be the only one's who would notice), how I had a hard time matching the tie and she responded. Oh, it would look good with a burgandy suit. And I stopped, and I looked at her. Burgandy suit? You know, like a maroon suit she said. A maroon suit? I don't think I've ever seen a maroon suit. And she said that they were very popular. And sure enough, when I went back down to my desk, she had sent me a link to a maroon/burgandy suit. OMG! Not only no, but do I look like a pimp NO! Hello, I'm a slacker by not wearing the requisite blue or black suit every day. I'm thinking the maroon suit is just not going to fly at all.

Anyways, after work I decided that I want to work my new look at the Ultra Hip Lounge and have a drink (diet coke) with GreekBoi. So we went over there and it was dead. There was no one really there to take in my sartorial splender! I was pissed. I looked good damn it! Where are all the fabulous people to gawk and compliment me damn it!! And seriously, do you know the last time I went to a bar on a Monday night! Now I know why!!