Saturday, May 21, 2016

Moving My Body Forward - Phase 7

Comparison is the enemy of self love and the enemy of moving forward.

I fell into a few brief moments of deep despair during this past phase and much of it came because I fell down the comparison rabbit hole.

My addiction to food and fashion blogs can be a bit disheartening at times.  Why are fashion bloggers almost always thin?  Why are so many of the food bloggers I follow so thin?  Is there anyone out there in the blogosphere who isn't thin?

I found myself feeling this weird sense of resentment after reading this post on the food and fashion blog Cupcakes and Cashmere (a wonderful blog I otherwise love to peruse).   Here you have this gorgeous, thin woman who has had a baby recently*, and she says she struggles to stay active.  She struggles to stay active and can wear a loose-fitting, spaghetti strap dress with no visible means of support and no saggy or jiggly bits waving in the wind.  Her body is enviable in its ability to wear almost anything.  She manages to accomplish this without making fitness a priority in her life.

I am active every day.  I lift weights three times a week.  I ride my horse two times a week.  I take a weekly dance class.  I do a weekly Zumba class (usually via my Kinect rather than at my gym).  I do other random cardio sessions.  I take long walks.  I love to swim and kayak and hike whenever I have the chance.

Yet I'm still overweight.  I struggle with hunger.  I struggle with cravings.  I eat my fruits and vegetables, but my body won't move an inch if I'm not perfect with my eating habits.  Even if I am perfect, my body doesn't want to move that inch.  With perfect habits it takes forever to move a half inch.

To make matters worse, whenever I make any sort of progress, I invariably find myself injured. 

I have friends slim down beautifully just by taking whatever trendy class is in vogue or doing a popular BeachBody DVD a few days a week.  The only change PiYo made to my body was it make my body better at doing PiYo.

I have friends who run (RUN!) and have played all sorts of sports and never seem to have any sort of injury.  Their knees, shoulders, backs, hips, elbows, and feet never hurt.

Sometimes I just don't want to struggle anymore.  What if I stopped thinking about what I ate and have the only physical activity I do be the ones I consider hobbies?

My guess is I would become diabetic or have some other serious health concern within the next 10 years.  No matter what happens, I can't win.

After spending some time in a pity party I realized the damage I was doing to my progress.  I'm trying to move forward, to be the best I can be, to be the healthiest version of myself.  I can't move forward if I'm mired in comparisons to woman with completely different bodies from mine. I'm stuck with the body I have.  I should be grateful it is capable of doing everything it does.  Not everyone is so privileged.  Besides, just because I'm not thin doesn't mean people don't often look at my life and say, "I can't believe you do all that."

I think I am continuing to make progress.  This phase has shown me a few limits on how much I can lift.  I have been experimenting with raising the amount of weight for moves like squat and deadlifts with varying levels of success.  The elbow is still an issue.  It can handle much more weight than it used to, but I can't load it up too much.  I also have a weak grip.  Sometimes when I try to increase weight for a deadlift I find my hands, forearms, and elbow hurt too much even though my legs are ready for more weight.

I still do feel I'm getting smaller.  I made a few more clothing purchases this month and again I overestimated my size.  I like to think there are some visual changes.  I was beginning to despair about my stomach.  It was only growing bigger for a while and gravity has been leaving its mark.  I had a large, slow, avalanche of flesh hanging off in front of me.  That has improved slightly.  It won't improve more until I work on those eating habits.

Eating habits weren't great this phase.  I would often forget to eat slowly.  I am still managing to do well with the fruit and vegetable thing and my sleeping habits are still better than they were a few months ago.  I think part of the reason why I am sleeping better is because I'm no longer on Facebook.  I don't sneak a few peeks at Facebook before bedtime and I am less bothered by inflammatory posts, so my mind is more at peace.

For this stage I am going to attack a beast I have struggled with for ages.  I am going to work on my evening eating.

When I come home from work in the evening I am often hungry and it could be at least another two hours before dinner.  I will walk into the kitchen and begin shoving anything edible down my gullet.  When I start preparing dinner, I sometimes consume half the ingredients before dinner is served.

How will I combat this issue?

1.  Do at least one item on the evening to-do list before going into the kitchen
2.  Have a designated, healthful, high-protein, after work snack readily available
3.  Chew gum while cooking

I will also continue to work on eating slowly this month and I will keep adding those fruits and vegetables.

Workout plan:

Sunday: AM: NROLFW workout Stage 5, PM: Riding
Monday: Dance class
Tuesday: NROLFW workout Stage 5
Wednesday: Zumba or interval cardio on bike or elliptical (40-45 minutes)
Thursday: NROLFW worout Stage 5
Friday: Interval cardio on bike or elliptical (40 minutes)

So pity party over.  Move on to progress.

I have decided to wait until after I finish all phases of TNROLFW before I do another weight/measurement. 

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Life Without Facebook (or "Learning To Accept That No One Cares About My Laundry Room")

What do I remember most about my last days on Facebook?

I remember looking at a photo of an old friend from college at her wedding shower.  She looked adorably radiant in her hat made of bows.  Although she and I had never been particularly close, we had been in many classes together in college and I was certainly fond of her.  I was thrilled to see her so happy.

I realized that if I left Facebook, I would never see her wedding pictures.  I would not be able to wish her well on her wedding day.  I would not see her honeymoon pictures.  She was going to Hawaii - to the same islands Kevin and I visited this winter - and we had corresponded briefly about things to see and do while she was there.  I would never know if she took any of my advice.

I still kept the Facebook Messenger app on my iPad in case anyone needed to reach out to me and didn't have my email address.  A week after deactivating my account, I had a message from an old, dear friend that his mother had died.

Both of these incidents had me pondering if I had done the right thing by leaving Facebook.  What would I be missing out by staying offline?  I left right around the time I was performing in a Harrison Players show and I missed being able to share photos with the cast.  How many weddings and births and graduations and other happy occasions would I be missing?  How many tragedies would I not be able to provide any encouragement or comfort for?  How many events would I not be providing support for?

Social media are a modern-day demon.  No one claims to like them, but almost everyone uses them.  Many of us are dependent on them for entertainment, networking, and socializing. You can check your Facebook when you're sitting at home feeling bored.  You can check your Facebook when you're waiting on a long line or waiting for appointments.  It is a connection to the world.  It is also a shared experience.  We discuss the posts we see online with our friends and family when we're offline.  Facebook has become as much of a cultural touchstone with our peers as TV and movies, and other traditional media are.

Despite they way it has connected me to the wider world, leaving Facebook has had some serious advantages for me.  Facebook addiction was a huge timesuck.  Since I stopped using Facebook my house is cleaner, I read more books, and I even sleep better.  I feel more at peace because I don't have to deal with other people's anger, prejudice, and negative worldviews.  Facebook made my world bigger, but that world came with a lot of ugliness.  The most positive aspect of avoiding Facebook is that I'm no longer bringing a heap of Facebook negativity to my life.

What is the price of inner peace and more free time and how long am I willing to pay it?  The greatest price I paid so far is the cost of my friends.   It seems my friends are far better at dealing with pitfalls of Facebook than I am.  For my nearest and dearest, Facebook is the main way they socialize and stay and in touch.  To stay away from Facebook is by default the way to stay out of the loop.  Once you're away from Facebook, it's easy to be forgotten.

It's not as if my friends won't respond if I reach out to them.  I don't want to make anyone sound heartless as if they won't speak to me anymore.  If I call or email, I will receive a response.  Unfortunately, with my tendency to low self-esteem, I find myself worrying that when I reach out, I am being intrusive.  If you are devoting part of your day to socialize with friends on Facebook, responding to me is extra work and extra time.  Talking to friends on Facebook is part of a routine.  Talking to me becomes an extra obligation.

For example I recently exchanged emails with a friend and she mentioned an upcoming vacation.  I asked her for the details.  "Tell me all about it," I said.  Then I realized that she has probably told everyone else about it already.  She has probably talked about it as much as she wants to talk about it online.  I felt this huge sense of guilt.  Why was I pestering her this way when I could just join the rest of the world on Facebook and find out everything I need to know?

Now I feel guilty about contacting anyone.  When I stop getting my information from Facebook and make email or offline inquiries, I'm creating unnecessary obligations of response. I probably shouldn't feel this way, but I do.

A year or two ago I tried to stay off Facebook for about 2 months.  I remember at the time I thought it would improve my offline interactions because I would be forced to talk to my friends one-on-one and I might learn things that they would not want to share publicly.  That never happened.  I have never found it easy to find the time to discuss things I don't want to share publicly with my friends either.  Leaving Facebook makes me interact less and not more.

The upshot of all of this is that even though I'm accomplishing more offline, I'm lonely.  I'm living in a bubble with my husband. It's just us, discussing us and socializing with us.  He is the person I bounce my ideas off of and complain to and joke around with.  I'm happy I have him, but sometimes it's nice to have other people to share your world with.   I also think that it's a bit disheartening that I rarely have anyone reach out to me.  Does anyone ever wonder how I'm doing?  Do I not exist if I'm not on Facebook?

So where do I go next?  How long do I stay off Facebook and what will my fate be the longer I stay off?  I have had friends suggest to me that I should stay off until after the election.  It's true that the ugliness surrounding the election has a lot to do with my decision to deactivate, but I know once it's all over there will still be plenty of hate and snark to go around.  Election year or not, I am still going to have to scroll past a dozen posts that may anger me, annoy me, or just not interest me.  I don't need to view a hundred posts about sports I don't follow, TV shows I don't watch, or misanthropic memes I would prefer not to view (AND FOR PETE'S SAKE STOP TALKING ABOUT COFFEE ALREADY!) before I see updates from friends I actually want to see.

I considered going back to Facebook now, but allow only a handful of my closest friends to display in my feed.  The problem is I just don't know where to draw the line. What constitutes a close friend? There have been friends I have enjoyed interacting with over the years who still manage to get under my skin.  What if it's someone who isn't close, but still makes wonderful posts?  I would feel bad for friends who might still keep me in their feed and comment on my posts while I ignored theirs.  That wouldn't feel right to me.  How can I separate communicating with the people I care about the most and simple amusement?

I joined Instagram recently and also started using my Google+ a bit more to keep myself somewhat connected.  I have a few FB friends I follow and who follow me.  It's one way of simply telling people what I'm up to and seeing what they are up to.  For example I had another engaged friend and  I was sad that I would also miss her wedding photos.  Fortunately she is on Instagram.  While I'm sure she had more photos on Facebook, I at least got to see some of her wedding and wish her well.  I don't post too much, but I'm sure when I do my traveling this summer, I'll have plenty to share.  Where will I put my main photos without Facebook albums?

In the end, I have to wonder if the most important side effect of leaving Facebook is that it helps keep me grounded and less self centered.  There is a joke out there that is a play on the old, "If I tree falls in a forest..." question.  If an event happens and you don't announce it on Facebook, did it really happen?  When I am the victim of unfortunate events, do I need the sympathy of 300 people in order for it to matter?

Two years ago my neighbor directly below me went on vacation and while he was away, an alarm went off in his apartment.  He was gone for at least two weeks (it was a rough winter so he was away longer than expected due to the many canceled flights during that period) and I was hearing a constant beeping noise almost the entire time he was gone.  I complained about it heavily on Facebook.  All my friends, family, and acquaintances knew about it.  Sympathy poured in from every area.  I had friends living it with me, waiting alongside me for the issue to be resolved.  One of my friends said she even had a sympathetic dream about it. Having so many people share my pain made the whole situation more bearable.  It became something I could laugh about.

I have another unpleasant, ongoing situation in my building right now.  A little over a month ago there was a fire in the rooftop ventilation fan for the laundry rooms.  It took a few hours for the fire to be put out.  I had rehearsal that night.  It was Hell Week for my show and I couldn't go into my apartment before rehearsal to change clothes, eat dinner, and relax for a few minutes.  The fire ended up disabling all the laundry rooms in the building.  I am lucky to live across the street from a laundromat, but now I have to schedule my entire world around the laundry (doubly difficult when I had rehearsals every night).  If I do it myself, I waste two hours and a fortune in quarters, taking a chunk of precious time away from me.  I can drop it off, but the woman who handles the drop off service tends to come into work late and leave early, so if I don't time it right, I don't get my laundry back right away. 

I wanted to complain to the world about it.  I wished I could find an excuse to reach out to my friends so I could tell them about it.  I missed Facebook terribly.  (Also, Facebook is useful for passing time when you're sitting around the laundromat for an hour.)  I wanted to garner the kind of sympathy the beeping apartment brought me. 

Then I wondered why I needed to tell the whole world so badly.  I complain about it to Kevin often enough.  My immediate family knows all about it. Who else needs to know? Why do I need to complain to my friends so badly?  I think of some of the problems many of my close friends are facing right now either with their families or with their own personal health, and I think of how petty a broken laundry room is.  Garnering sympathy from a hundred friends isn't going to change the situation either.  I want to talk about my laundry room to the world because I want the attention.  I know my friends would be sympathetic about my laundry room, but their lives go on whether they know about it or not.  Maybe it's a wise move to stay off Facebook as a learning experience in humility.

Although I love to joke otherwise, it's not always about me.  Connection with friends and easy entertainment is the main reason I used Facebook, but I'd be lying if there wasn't a degree of narcissism and desire for attention involved.  I wanted to show the world how funny and smart I am and how wonderful my life is.  When my life wasn't wonderful, I wanted to bring everyone down with me for a spell.  So much of my childhood and early teen years were dull and miserable and I am trying to prove to everyone how amazing I turned out - and probably trying to prove it to myself more than anyone else. 

I miss interacting with my friends and I miss having something to fall back on when I'm bored, but I realize I have given myself a learning opportunity.  I'm learning how to make better use of free time, but I'm also learning to be with myself and living without the expectations of constant support from others when I need to learn more self reliance.  As tempting as it is to go back, I think I will stay away a few more months as I initially planned.

Thursday, May 5, 2016

How To Not Curate and Edit Your Wardrobe (and still be happy with it)

Out with the old, in with the new.

Wait.  That's not quite right.  Old does not have to go out if it's still useful and still looks good.  New doesn't have to take over the old.  Do I have too much old?  Did I buy too much new?

I am following several fashion bloggers who talk about creating a "capsule wardrobe".  This is a wardrobe of fairly timeless pieces that best capture your style. At first I thought these sites were going to help me dress perfectly with every piece mixable and into a signature style that screams "Rachel."  No item would be superfluous and everything would work together harmoniously.

I have learned in the past few weeks as I transition my wardrobe from the fall/winter closet to the spring/summer closet that trying to get yourself into this mindset can drive you crazy.

It is definitely helpful to evaluate your wardrobe periodically.  Sometimes there is a reason why something has been sitting in the back of the closet unworn.  Personally my sizes have changed wildly in the past three years.  Tastes can change.  Life situations can change.  On the other hand something might be sitting unworn for a long time in the back of your closet, but rediscovering can provide a pleasant wardrobe pick-me-up (I call this, "Shopping Your Closet").  Trying to decide what should or should not go into the donation pile can be a difficult task.

Once I decide what I want to get rid of, deciding what I need to add is just as difficult.  Whenever I buy a new piece of clothing I should consider how many ways I will use it, how often I can wear it, and how much it flatters me and makes me feel stylish.  If it's beautiful, flattering, and timeless, I can pay more for it.  If I'm unsure of its longevity in my wardrobe or that it's a flash in the pan fashion-wise, I need to find a cheaper version.  When I evaluate what I will keep or toss from my own closet, I also am told to consider how well it integrates with the rest of my wardrobe.

Obviously I'm not supposed to buy clothes just because I like them. At least that's not what the fashion curators tell me.

I stayed serious with the project at the beginning.  I asked myself two important questions:

1.  What is my style?  Is it the same as it was 10 years ago, or even 5 years ago?

2.  What situations do I need to dress for on a regular basis?

Recently I said the answer to #1 is 40% feminine and romantic, 40% classic and simple, and 40% "anything goes".  As I mature there is part of me that feels my affection for ruffles and florals looks a bit young on me.  I worry more "boho" looks will age me.  I also feel that some edgy pieces in interesting cuts might be a better direction for me than sticking with safe and conservative or sweet and feminine.  I should keep my look fresh and surprising, but still remember I'm not 20 anymore.  My tastes are also somewhat seasonal.  I tend to me more feminine - even slightly boho in casual settings - in the spring and summer, but and wear more structured and cleaner cuts and patterns in the fall and winter.

For question #2 I can put my wardrobe into 4 components:

1.  Active/casual - This includes the stuff I wear to the barn, to the gym, and around the house for cooking and cleaning.  These clothes consist of t-shirts, jeans, sweatpants, leggings, shorts, and riding clothes.  With the exception of workout sneakers and riding clothes, most of this stuff is cheap and disposable and only needs replacing when worn out.  This is not the stuff I consider when doing wardrobe edits.

2.  Work - This is the area of my wardrobe that gets the most attention.  I work in a professional office and wear this type of clothing 4 days a week for 8 hours a day.  I need to keep up somewhat with NY fashion and present a professional appearance.  This part of my wardrobe consists of tailored dresses and skirts, dress pants, cardigans, blazers, blouses, and conservative knit tops.  I like to keep a coordinating and interesting rotation of bags and shoes to accompany them.

3.  Business Casual/Weekend out - This is the stuff I wear on Casual Fridays as well as casual dinners and evenings out with my husband or with friends.  It is also the kind of stuff I wear out to dinner on vacation (or during the day when I'm traveling in Europe).  This consists of jeans, leggings, blouses and knit tops, casual light dresses and skirts, and capris accompanied by sandals, flats, or non-athletic sneakers. 

4.  Dressy - This is the least-necessary part of my wardrobe, but I do like to make sure I have a dressy dress or two along with a couple of snazzy pairs of heels in case I'm invited to a wedding or similar function.  As with Category #1, I only shop for this when it's needed.

I was determined to create a newly-coordinated wardrobe inspired by the fashion bloggers who inspired me.  I grew excited about every new look I saw.  When I saw a dress or jacket or blouse that didn't look like anything I already owned, I had to have it.  Soon I had a list of everything I knew I had to have this spring.

Before I started to shop, I had to decide what to get rid of.  I did this by laying out my wardrobe piece by piece to see what I owned, and trying on almost everything to see if it still fit.

I started with tops and blouses:

Some of this was new this spring. Most of it has been in my closet since last year or before.

I learned a few things when I went through the pile.  I discovered after buying a sleeveless white blouse this spring that I already owned a similar blouse (it was too small, so the new one was a wise purchase after all).  I never saw the stains on some of the older shirts.  I also still have issues with sizes.

I ended up ditching a blue tank that was becoming sprung out, a black cowl neck tee from Shabby Apple that I loved but is way too tight now, a pink floral tee that was looking ratty, and of course the too-tight superfluous white blouse.  I suppose I should mention there are two "dressy" tees that I kept that aren't in this photo.

Next up was skirts:

I love my skirts.  I had to keep most of these.  The red swing skirt, the raspberry pencil skirt, and the black-and-white polka dot skirts are nicely cross-seasonal too. Yes, I need both navy skirts.  The longer one is for business attire days and the short one is for casual days.  The only skirt I decided not to keep was a khaki one that had become too tight.  It also tends to wrinkle badly.

Dresses were the hardest:

My blue floral dress is my designated summer occasion dress.  Almost everything else was a Category 2 dress.  I love a simple dress on a hot summer day.  It's easy to pull on a dress when I'm going out to dinner with the husband, want to take a lunchtime walk on Casual Friday at work, or stroll the streets of some European city without looking like an Ugly American.  I had to ask myself if I needed this many and which ones I should keep.  Did I want any dresses for work, and if so, what kind of dresses? The red sheath still looked okay, but I have owned it three years and rarely wear it.   The black lace sheath is almost too dressy for work and since I gained the weight, it technically still fits me, but looks sort of trashy.  I decided to get rid of the white linen dress that is too hard to maintain and not all that flattering and the black and white dress casual that makes me look like a cow. Eventually I made the painful decision to get rid of the black lace.

I decided to put the red sheath and the tropical blue print (which is quite old) in a "maybe" pile.  I'll keep them for the summer, but if I don't wear them more than twice by the end of summer, they go into the donation pile.

Sweaters and Jackets came next:

I love the colors of my hot pink and turquoise cardigans, but they are way too tight now.  The seams on the sleeves don't sit correctly on my larger arms.  The white blazer is a must-have, so it stays even if I currently can't button it. I bought the light pink one last year and it fits well, so I'm keeping it. The gray jacket was hardly worn last summer.  Not shown here is a reversible open cardigan that is white and gray and I'm keeping it.  This is one area of my wardrobe that really did need an infusion of new stuff.

Finally I had to work on the pants.

These were easily.  The pinstripe pair was way too small.  The white and the khaki are necessities in the summer and had to stay.  The cobalt were also from last summer and need to stay, but they are starting to fray a bit in the crotch, so this may be my last summer with them.  I tossed a pair of white capris that were too tight, but kept a pair of blue floral capris (not shown) that I bought last summer and still fit.  I also bought the pale blue pants at the top left this year.

This is everything I bought new this year:

Black blouse with dotted front and solid back - Loft
Black and white sleeveless dress - Loft
Black and white sleeveless blouse with blue dots - Loft

Sleeveless white blouse - Ann Taylor
Blush tie-neck blouse - Ann Taylor
Pale blue skirt - Ann Taylor
Pale blue shell (not shown) Ann Taylor

Blue floral cowl neck blouse
Abstract blue sleeveless shirt
Pale blue slim ankle pants. 
All purchased at Boltons for $20 or less

Peacock Blue Open Cardigan - J Jill
Seersucker Blazer - Lord & Taylor

White Chino Dress - Boden
Hot pink open cardigan - Kohl's
Gray marled t-shirt - Kohl's 

I also bought a lot of shoes this year.  I had to.  I had a wardrobe of shoes that were worn out or uncomfortable or were just not working with my wardrobe anymore (I need to stop impulse buying shoes from Mod Cloth - their shoes are rarely comfortable and just too impractical style wise).  There wasn't too much money spent here.  Three pairs came from DSW and I spent under $200 for all of them.

Pink lace-up flats - Nordstrom
Beige peep-toe pumps - Aerosoles
Blue high heeled sandals - DSW
Striped flats - DSW
Red flats - Boden
Beige high heeled sandals - DSW
Black & White cap toe pumps - Zappos

In the end my summer business/business casual/smart casual closet consists of:

19 shirts, shells, and blouses (some are casual by themselves, but can be layered under business clothes) (Yes, I said 19)
11 skirts
8 blazers/cardigans
9 dresses
7 pairs of pants (including jeans)
10 pairs of shoes (not including gym sneakers or walking sandals)

This list doesn't include shorts, riding pants, sweatpants, or the t-shirts I wear to the gym or the barn.

This is far from minimalist.  Can you call this "curated"?  Is this all remixable?  Can every piece be worn with every other piece?  Can I create 10 outfits off the top of my head?  Can I create 10 outfits with every piece? No.  I can't.  Am I still happy with my closet?  Yes, I am.

After all this work, what did I learn?

Your average fashion blogger, particularly those who have a minimalist, core approach, has a minimalist life.  I don't mean that to be insulting.  I just mean that often the most fashionable women tend to wear the same clothes in all aspects of their lives because their lives aren't all as multifaceted as mine.  I do follow bloggers with day jobs and have a business wardrobe, but many fashionistas seem to live their lives in my Category 2.  They also are more likely to dress up casual events.  

Fashion bloggers tend to put together cute outfits just for a trip to the store or a walk in the park.  The lives they present online (which may or may not be their real lives) seem to consist of meeting friends in cafes, taking walks in the country, strolling through outdoor markets, and going to local events, and occasionally going to a job.  They wear the same types of clothes for all of the above.  What do they when they're cleaning the house or cooking dinner?  What do they sweat and get dirty in?  Once in a while a blogger will show off the athletic wear she wears to Soul Cycle class, but that's about it.

My life has multiple facets as I mentioned at the beginning of this post.  I'm not fashionable at the gym or the barn or while housecleaning or when cooking dinner, or at dance class.  There are plenty of situations in my life where looking cute or looking put together are not a priority for me.  I have clothes for those situations.  I prefer to keep some areas of my wardrobe separate, which goes against the principles of minimalism.

I guess if your wardrobe is truly minimal, you have to dress up more for casual situations though. Looking junky for an emergency trip to the supermarket isn't an option if you have no junky clothes.

I also know that I can fall in love with an article of clothing that may have no potential to integrate well with the rest of my wardrobe.  I may only be able to wear it by itself in certain situations.  If I love it, what does it matter?

Just to prove I can remix my wardrobe, I came up with a system of planning my work outfits a week in advance and then hanging them together in my closet where I can easily reach them.   No issues making outfits so far.

If you hate everything you own, feel like you have no real sense of style, and have a closet full of nothing to wear, then by all means start editing your wardrobe and prioritizing.  But remember you're human and fashion isn't your full time job.  Don't fret if you have a full closet.