The idea of a "capsule wardrobe" has gained a ton of momentum over the last few years. This is the concept where you have a limited wardrobe of items that you really like instead of a closet full of clothes that you rarely wear. Some people have taken the idea further still by creating a personal "uniform" and only wearing the same thing every day. Famous examples of this are Steve Jobs, Mark Zuckerberg, and Barack Obama; I wrote about personal uniforms already over here.
On the extreme, uniform end of the life-simplification-spectrum, there are some people who eat the same meal (often lunch) every day. This article in The Atlantic explores some of these folks and the different reasons they have had for this streamlined habit — from simplicity, stress-reduction, time-saving, to just plain enjoyment.
Few of us will instate a personal uniform, but many more are eager to embrace a more minimal wardrobe overall. In the same way, few of us want to eat the same thing every, single day; but, do we have the same interest in a limited rotation of meals or ingredients?
For a majority of the world, eating the same thing every day (and the same thing throughout the day) doesn't have a fancy name; it's simply called: eating!
Rice & beans may be the daily diet for billions of people in hundreds of countries, but here, the attitude towards eating the same thing over and over is often viewed as an uninspired, character flaw.
As The Atlantic article explores, people who bring the same meal to work every day are good-naturedly teased — "What's for lunch today, Joe? [snicker, snicker]" — and mostly the response from others neutral. But, the scale would tip definitely more towards an eyebrow-raise rather than admiration or inspiration.
Personally, I find it really easy to wear only few articles of clothing; fashion is not an area in which I feel compelled to express myself. Maybe that's from wearing a school uniform for many years, or maybe it's my aversion to fast fashion (and the lack of funds that would allow me to keep up with trends with higher quality, better made clothing).
Food, on the other hand, is much more of a creative outlet for me. I love to cook, to experiment, to try new things, dabble with ingredients. When I had babies and my husband was a student, a friend of mine (in the same life-stage) shared her monthly meal plan with me. It was impressive... and oppressive! (to me, at least!). I later got a glimpse inside her fridge: where was the abundance of random half-full bottles (Asian dark sauces, curry pastes, various mustards)?
When she looks in my fridge, does she see overabundance & excess where I see creative juices flowing?
Are these one-and-the same? Is a "capsule diet" or "capsule menu" going to be the next KonMari-ish trend? Which one would be (or is) easier for you to be a minimalist: in clothes or in food? Weigh in below!
Six years ago, my family unknowingly set ourselves on a journey toward starting a children’s clothing company.
It didn’t start with a business plan, it started with a single choice — a simple “no”.
On April 25th, 2013, the four of us — me, my husband, & our two daughters — were sitting together at the table, eating lunch. The news was on, which, in hindsight, was really unusual; we are not typically TV watchers, especially during a mealtime. I don't remember why the TV was on, but I do remember getting out of my chair, picking up my daughter, and walking closer to the television.
I received a big shipment of blankets a few weeks ago, and on Instagram I posted this photo of me with the pallet of 16 large boxes towering over me.
Subsequently, I received several DM questions about when the new blankets would be added to the site. The answer is not now but also always — both are true!
This seemed like a good time to give you all a tour into our dignify back room to explain more of how we make this colorful business work.
I've joked for many years that I think of parenting as "a slow death to self".
The death to self part (or maybe, less dramatically, a minimizing of self) is obvious : as a parent, your own "needs" & desires shuffle down a little lower on the list of importance when you have a dependent. (With the notable exception of that oxygen mask on an airplane, where I'm told you're supposed to put yours on first!).
The "slow" part is maybe a bit more arguable... When a child arrives in a parent's life, things change pretty quickly! But, in my experience, it has overall been a slow process of giving myself up for others, with acute times of change that are particularly noticeable.