Why My Clothes Aren't In Boxes [or, my wardrobe IS a capsule]

Have you heard of a "capsule wardrobe"? 
It's this crazy thing that suggests, for every season, you go through your clothes and decide what you want to wear for that season, and box everything else up. There is normally a number-limit involved, and your pieces are supposed to all go with each other - so you have 30 items, but you can blindly get dressed in the morning.

It's very popular on the internet, and the idea is fascinating.
My closet tends to be one that is messy and, while not full, with plenty of options.
A capsule wardrobe is intended to take the worry of options away from you.

Because getting dressed, allegedly, is stressful.
I think decision fatigue falls into it somewhere - that your brain is only capable of deciding so many things in a day, and the more decisions you make, the worse you get at them. And that your clothes should not be a decision, really, after you have brought them home.

I agree with this entirely.
Except for the whole boxing-up-your-clothes-for-a-season-thing and only-having-30-or-so-things-to-choose-from-thing.

Now, we could easily say that I feel that way because I am not going somewhere to work, and therefore do not have to choose out work-clothes every day.
And that would be correct.

Seriously, this is it. There's even a jacket in here! My closet knows no seasons, it holds tank tops and sweaters at the same time.

Except, when I was working, choosing what to wear that day was easy. I had one or two pairs of work pants, and then about 8 or 9 work shirts. The only decision involved was "what color do I want today?" - which is a good question, when the options are lime, orange, bright pink, yellow, etc.
For me, that question of "what color" is a fun one. If I thought I would need a pick-me-up later in the day, I chose a brighter color. If I was not really concerned with anything, I would blindly grab a shirt and go.

We could also say that since there were only 8 or 9 options, that it was a form of narrowing down the options.
Which is sort of true. Except for the part about why would I need more shirts than that, as I would only be working 5 days a week, and doing laundry every week, I still had more shirts than I could go through. It wasn't a matter of limiting options, it was a matter of reasoning. At one time, I may have had about 12 work shirts - I had gotten some new ones to replace some older ones that would need to be chucked soon - and even then, there was no horrible decision making in the morning.

Being as I am not working, I have the whole closet as an option of what to wear.
And yet, it's still simple. Because I have one pair of jeans, two pairs of shorts, and two skirts. And, if it's a jeans or shorts kind of day (which is most days), I can grab any shirt in my closet and have an outfit. If it's a skirt kind of day, depending on why it's a skirt day, my options are dictated in one direction or another - and these days are the hardest, but I already know which are the real options out of what is in the closet, so I don't even really look at half the clothes in there.

I will admit, some days are hard.
Because choosing between Batman or Star Wars can be tough, let me tell you.

Sometimes, this is my hardest choice of the day.

But in reality, my clothing options are limited naturally.
We could say that it's because I have a lack of style. Which is sort of true, in the normal respect. I, however, firmly believe that character and fandom shirts are a style, just not one you will find on the front page of the Women's Fashion section on Pinterest.

If you've already bought things that go together, and everything you own fits what you actually want to wear, hiding things away for 3 months of the year isn't going to make your life any easier.

~Havok

P.S. Plus, everyone who knows me expects nothing less than a Star Wars or Batman t-shirt. So that helps. And people who know me even better will know that I am staunch on the fact that orange and aqua go together perfectly (among other allegedly "strange" color combinations) and do not balk if, say, I have a green Yoda shirt on with a purple cardigan/sweater/thing (which, to me, matches - if flowers can get away with it, why can't I?!).