I suppose I should write this post. I know what I've learned, but it's difficult for me to put some of those thoughts into actual words.
One thing I can say right away is that by about, oh, day five of taking pictures, I got so sick of looking at myself. I don't know if that was better or worse because I intentionally took every picture this year standing in the same place in (roughly) the same position. Midway through the month, I did remember that last year I had to resort to using props toward the end to make things more interesting. Next year, maybe I'll do all my photos in a sort of series so that at the end of the month, if you put them all together in a flip book (or a GIF; I suppose GIFs are the modern way) it looks like I'm doing jumping jacks or something.
Anyway, all that is to say that I was at one point going to do a collage of all 31 of my outfits for this post, but now I'm pretty burned out on all those photos, so no.
So. What I learned.
In week three, I talked a little bit about how having photos serves as a visual reminder of what works and what doesn't. I found it interesting that a fair amount of what Me-Made-May did for me this year is show me what clothes (and combinations of clothes) I don't like. For example, I was surprised to find that the same beige A-line skirt was part of both one of my favorite outfits (left) and one of my least favorites (right).
Another thing. I have to accept the fact that, as much as I'd love to be able to wear skirts or dresses every day, in reality I don't. Last year, I was able to get through all of May without wearing jeans a single day, but that isn't really feasible now. (Maybe, maybe in the middle of summer.) I have to be able to move around at work, I have to be warm enough, and I have to be comfortable--not just physically, but also mentally. And that means I wear jeans. In fact, I wore jeans or denim shorts almost half of the days last month. Obviously that means that for the other half of the month, I wore a skirt or dress, but still--that's only half. A few months ago, I would have been a lot more annoyed by this. But lately, I've been drawn to much more simple, unfussy styles. There's no arguing that jeans are not simple.
(On a related note--in the months leading up to May, I got into the habit of wearing a scarf in my hair on a regular basis, then surprised myself by only doing so a handful of times in May. Maybe scarves became my way of dressing up otherwise boring all-RTW outfits, and so weren't necessary during a me-made month. Or maybe even they are starting to feel like too much. I don't know. But I do hope I can ease myself back into wearing them a bit more.)
So maybe I ought to try making a pair (or two) of jeans. The only long pants I've ever made for myself are pyjamas, but I have made fitted shorts. (And I've taken in old pairs of jeans so much that I might as well have sewn them.) I don't think it's beyond my ability. But I'm still not entirely convinced jeans are something I want to make. I'm not unhappy with my RTW ones, and I was going to say I'm not entirely sure that jeans are part of the person I want to be--but I don't know. I mean, really, who am I kidding? Somewhere in the in the last six months I started to like jeans again. And maybe I would like them even more if I made them myself.
Finally. I don't think it could have escaped anyone's notice that I wear a lot of blue. I like blue. It's my favorite. But looking at photos (and looking at myself curiously in the mirror on those days) I think I actually look better in green. And maybe also even brown. I have very little green in my wardrobe, for unknown reasons--I've always wanted to have more. Maybe I'll get on that now.
As always, thanks to Zoe for hosting Me-Made-May again. I did find it useful (even if it was sometimes more trying than fun) and I'm looking forward to doing a better job next year.