NSV: closet shopping is officially over.

In the wake of my tree-through-my-house-specifically-my-closet debaucle, I was gifted with the chance to go through all of my clothes (and by gifted, I mean I spent the holiday weekend doing laundry to remove the plaster dust, wood chips and fiberglass insulation from my wardrobe. And Christmas decorations. And extra linens.)

Long story short, I found the lone pair of dress pants that I had freshman year of college for things like class presentations and job interviews (Old Navy, size 16 from 10 years ago, so probably an 8 in current sizes at their current rate of vanity size expansion *S*). I threw them in the washer (and dryer), hung them in my makeshift closet and forgot about them.

Guess what I'm wearing today?

Guess what looks AWESOME?

Guess who no longer gets the joy of closet shopping, as everything I've got before this weight dates back to high school?

Bittersweet, but I think I can squeeze a couple more months out of what I've got.

Bonus NSV: My mom's been losing weight on her own and I was able to pass along some of the 20s and 22s to her ... I guess she'll be the one closet shopping in my closet now!