One Month. One Outfit.

So I've been experimenting with clothes for the better part of the last year. 

  1. Per minimalism, at the start of this year, I moved 60% of the clothes in my closet to the basement. As you'll soon find out, I should have moved abot 39% more. 
  2. For the month of March, while going to university, I wore the same outfit for a month (except for underwear and socks). 
  3. While travelling for May-July, I lived out of my backpack with two shirts, a pair of shorts, and a pair of pants. 
  4. Back in Vancouver for the last half of July and all of August, I've gone back to wearing the same outfit.

So what happened? Let's find out. 

Nothing. 

While travelling, no one commented on me wearing the same thing each day.

Nor did anyone make a comment while doing the same at university. 

We spend so much time worrying about how we look. 

And yet we forget that it doesn't fucking matter. Not one bit. 

Everyone is too worried about their own problems to care about what you're wearing. 

You are not your clothes. 

In university, it's so easy to get caught up in all the bullshit of surface level connections. 

We spend way too much time worrying about our bodies, our instagrams, and, of course, our clothes. 

By wearing the same thing, I was able to move my attention from what I wore to other more important parts of life. 

Like asking people I walk by how they're doing. 

Or feeding myself well. 

Or reconnecting with old friends. 


Do you actually not give a fuck what other people think? 

In addition to wearing the same thing for a month, I also tried going without shoes.

Without fail, every day when I would walk out to lunch through the crowded market in Ubud nearly everyone who passed me by stared. 

And while it got a little easier at the start, I couldn't help feeling self-conscious for the entire month. 

Why? 

It's so easy to live our lives to impress other people. 

So we'll wear clothes to get others to give us compliments. 

We'll go to the gym, sculpting a body to gain the approval of others. 

We'll insta ourselves in exotic places to show our friends how 'worldly' we are. 

You're good enough now. Without anything. 

You don't need your clothes. 

You don't need your body. 

You don't need anything. 

You just need your life. 

That's more than good enough.