Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Definitely not dressing to impress

Today was the dawning of a day I never thought would come. Honestly, this is so superficial of me to announce, but it must be said: For the first time in my life, I realized with an unexpected excitement that the answer to a fashion fix is a trip to Wal-Mart. Now, this isn't some promotional tirade about how Wal-Mart clothes are cool, especially now that Miley Cyrus has paired with Max Azria or something to put out a line. No, this is about the blissful simplicity of narrow choice.
When I moved up here, I was pleased to see everything I could think of needing was sold in Whitehorse: Canadian Tire, Superstore, Wal-Mart, Coles Books, Three Beans. Anything else we needed could be supplemented with online shopping.
When it came to clothes, I enjoyed online shopping, or going on purchase binges whenever we went home. But after awhile it became clear that shipping costs and duty make for not very thrifty shopping, and the pervasive couture of the Yukon is what I like to call yuppy-granola-camping. That is to say, Carhartts, anything you can buy at MEC, and definitely anything in wool is fashion fair game. It is very easy to wear whatever you want here and be dressed appropriate for the occasion. (Side note: I killed myself laughing to read on an invitation for a fund-raising charity gala, "formal dress required- NO CARHARTTS!")
When it comes to available choice, Whitehorse has very few clothing boutiques. I can count them on one hand. I have become used to this, and have rather enjoyed looking at my closet as half-full instead of half empty. Moving every two or so years also forces me to take a visual stock of exactly how many clothing items I have, lament that there is way too much, wonder where it will all fit in the new house, and eventually purge a good portion for donation.
All that to say, I recognize that I can't wear the same pit-stained white shirt forever, even if it does fit just right. So when the time does come when I realize my wardrobe is missing a key staple and I resolve to replace it, I have two options: buy online or sop here. After a few years up here, it is much easier to haul myself (and sometimes Abby) down to the WM to pick up a new white shirt, a new cardigan or new no-name yoga pants.
Now, I realize in re-reading this entry I come across as some vanity-driven clotheshorse. I can assure you, I am not. I have wonderful friends back in Ottawa far more fashion-forward than am I, and I envy their closets. In fact, I wouldn't call myself fashion-forward at all. More like fashion-status quo.
Suffice it to say, the simplistic nature of having but a few options when it comes to just about anything in Whitehorse:--clothing, furniture, entertainment options-- means I am much happier than when presented with a slew of options, overwhelming me with their differences.
Now, to wait for Abby to wake up so we can go cardi-shopping at WalMart. Yipee!


  1. My very favourite thrifty shopping is the Salvation Army store. Have you seen my re-fashion posts? :) And there's always Sequels. But yeah, for a plain white tee, I'd go to WM, too!

  2. This is awesome Sarah. Totally how I feel. I used to have purses that went with all my outfits and now over the few short years that I have lived here I have evolved to using a resuable Presidents Choice shopping bag. It seems to go with everything....even wool ;)

  3. I like this. Today was the perfect day to read this too. I had "dressed up" to go into town, which meant I had on my Tommy Black Jeans which I totally love and a black cardi with my favorite Aldo shoes. When I got home from shopping I couldn't wait to get out of it and put on some track pants and my trusty go to sweater. Great post!


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