So in September of 2010 I started taking photos of my work outfits after leaving one district and starting in another (this was the job I just left last June). I kind of just wanted to see if I could go a month without repeating outfits, but I kept it up. Then in 2011, I took a photo of myself almost every single day; the results are the above photo. This turned out to be the year I became pregnant with H, so the outfit photos became a diary of my growing baby bump. I stopped the photos after she was born in March of 2012 because, you know, newborn.

But last week I’m pretty sure I wore yoga pants 5 out of the 7 days. And turtlenecks, and sneakers.

This must stop.

I used to really like putting outfits together, but between trying to work from home, taking online classes at home, and chasing a toddler around at home, I’ve kind of forgotten what life is like outside of elastic waistbands. I’m falling into dangerous, stereotypical mom territory here.

So as of yesterday I’m reinstating the outfit photos. I may not do them for each day, but the discipline of taking them helped motivate me before. I’m hoping it will work again. And, honestly, now that I don’t need to dress like an elementary school teacher I’m curious to see what my style looks like. I truly don’t know, so it will be fun to see.

To get things started, this was me yesterday:

I’ll be back at the end of the month on this topic to see how I did. Rut. Handled.