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The "Mr. Peep-ers" Edition
Easter and Passover mean Spring. Spring means Spring Cleaning. Spring Cleaning means different things to different people. To me it means everything from closet clean-out to kitchen cabinet purge to window washing to turning the garden.
If you need a short-hand for some closet decisions, here’s some of my learnings:
I hear my mother’s voice in my head saying “darling, that blouse (shirt, pants, shoes, dress, sweater) looks TIRED.” That is short-hand for “get it out of that closet as fast as you can.” Turns out, there are actually a number of gradations of “get rid of it.”
“Tired” is just the first rung of give-away vs. throw-away ladder. Tired means a little bit faded or a little bit pilled or a little bit de-shaped from laundry or whatever. If you absolutely loved it you could keep it for “hanging around the house,” “gardening,” or “camp.”
“Worn” implied a step beyond Tired. It meant you could not wear it to school, let alone Temple or work BUT you could mayyyyybe where it to do the marketing or run errands.
“Shabby” was the deal-breaker. Out. O-U-T out.
Sporting a shabby item was a cardinal sin because in addition to looking, well, shabby, it was also deemed an insult to “those less fortunate” who would not be seen in said item because those mothers would never allow their children to be seen and judged negatively. Tthe conclusion was that if we were well enough off *not* to be judged because we could “get away with it” it was doubly insulting to those who did not have that luxury. She was right.
This went along with a strict rule against wearing “painter’s pants” and “overalls” for fashion because it insulted the people who wore those clothes to do their work and make their living. The last corollary is that, to this day I never, ever wear camouflage. This is in deference to soldiers who wear camouflage for their work, who are not exactly thinking about fashion when they go into battle and therefore it’s an insult to treat it as a luxury/fashion item.
I could take you through the gradations of the kitchen clean out, too. Bottom line— when I discover something that I moved out of my mother’s house 4 years ago that was moved from *her* old house in the late ‘90’s, it’s probably time to toss it. But what if it’s an emergency and I need that Spice Islands Cream of Tartar or those cookie sprinkles in the little jar shaped like a clown?
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See you next week — enjoy the Spring weather, whatever form it takes, wherever you are…