Apart from stocking up with new tees and joggers two years ago, Hubby and I don’t spend a lot on clothes. We look after our feet with shoes and trainers, but clothes tend to take a back seat.
Living on the boat, we had one small wardrobe, storage under the bed, and a couple of wall cupboards. We invested in some crates to store our out of season clothes under the bed, and kept just the minimum out. We had three of most things, one on, one in the wash and one clean sort of thing, but undies were always in abundance and we’d each have about 10 pairs available. Together with socks, they went in the long cupboard over the bed, and Hubby put in a ‘front’ so that they didn’t fall on our heads every time we opened it.
If ever we wanted to buy anything, we asked ourselves these questions:
Can I eat it?
Can I wear it?
Where am I going to put it?
Clothes have always been practical and replaced when worn out, and since losing over thirty five pounds in weight since 2016, a lot of my clothes were too big anyway so it was nice to buy smaller sizes, though I’ve always liked my jumpers and tees baggy.
However, the outer clothes are not the current issue.
Jokes about knicker elastic going ‘ping’ and lacy drawers falling down to ones ankles will now run rife amongst you (feel free to add ‘clean’ and family friendly ones to the comments) but has that actually happened to you ladies, or even boxers for the guys?
Hubby commented the other day that the only thing keeping his Y-fronts up was his joggers as he’s lost so much weight, he is now practically bum-less. He got round that problem by sewing a small seam either side.
This week I have had the same issue with two pairs of frillies, which have both been designated to the bin. It is very disconcerting walking the dog and being aware that things are not where they’re supposed to be. Thank heavens I no longer wear skirts!
The irony is that replace them is not as easy as one might think. We tried some time ago and Y-fronts seem to be rare. Knicks for me vary in size from shop to shop, and those I used to get in a pack of 7 for £5 will now cost me £8 for 5! Hubby says I’ve lost inches from my rear too, but that’s not the reason why my knickers are going south of their own accord. The elastic has finally given up the ghost after so many washings and they wouldn’t even make a decent catapult.