Yes and no. I definitely alienated some people, just by being myself, and by talking about human trafficking and why I was wearing only 10 things. I'm sure some people do think I'm radical and self-righteous. I know some people don't understand why this matters, or why it matters to me.
But I found out that I can deal with that. For each blank stare, polite nod, or change of subject, I had heart-felt comments, beautiful emails waiting in my inbox, and encouraging tweets to spur me onward from you, my faithful readers, and scripture passages that put it all into perspective at just the right time.
And I also learned that I am weird, and I am radical. I am standing for something. I'm putting my stake in the ground and owning it. I'm not here to get by, have a good time, or be happy. I am here to change the world.
I've thought a lot about how I want people to think of me. At the beginning of the month, other's opinions of me were a major source of anxiety. Do I really want people to think of me as someone whose outfits were always well put together, who looked like they had life together, and always looked cute? Is that what I want to be known for?
I realized that the people I most respect are people who don't care about their appearance, but care deeply about loving others. They spend their days loving their kids, lending a listening ear for those who need it, supporting their husbands, sharing a home-cooked meal, and serving their church. Tara and Tammy, you are truly the most beautiful women I've ever seen.
This quote attributed to Majorie Hinckley sums up the legacy I want to leave:
“I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.”
31 Days of Fashion for Freedom. Who knows how God has used this series to bring freedom to those trapped in human trafficking? I know He has.
He's also used it to bring freedom to me.
That's how many items I've purged from my closet, or are waiting in line for the eBay auction.
I still have 252 items left, but it's progress. I think a lot of the things I've learned about myself this month are going to take time to sift through and sort out, and while I'm working on myself, I'll still be sorting through my closet too.
Tomorrow is the last post of this series. It's a little bittersweet. I'm looking forward to being able to wear other clothes, but I'll also miss knowing exactly what I'd wear every day.
I've been asked what I'll wear November 1st, and I really don't know. If I wear what I've most missed this month, it would be pajamas. :)
Before this post ends, I want to remind you to enter the ethical fashion giveaway! There will be four winners, so your chances are pretty good. I hope you win!
Also, I found out that eBay will only allow new sellers to list a certain number of items in each category, and I maxed out Women's Clothing yesterday. They should really tell you these things beforehand, because I would have listed all the best stuff first! Anyway, I won't be able to add the rest until I make some sales and receive positive feedback. I'll let you know when I put up new items, but check out what's up for auction right now.
I'll see you tomorrow!