Please, save me from my closet
For too long, I've ignored my closet, allowing it to become crammed with a heap of clothes I don't like, don't need, don't wear. I've pretended I might return one day to those shirts that are a little too snug, those pants that three seasons ago seemed like a good idea, the multiple pairs of ugly shoes I wore in weddings and saved because...um, I can't remember.
The result? A messy excess that makes getting dressed in the morning more of a chore for this pack rat than it should be.
To borrow a phrase from this helpful Los Angeles Times story, I've got closet guilt.
So what to do about it?
I'm going to go through every single item and figure out A.) what fits, B.) what still looks good, and C.) what are the reasonable prospects I'll actually wear it again.
The stuff for keeps, I'll try to figure out cheap ways to refresh -- boots and tights with a summer dress, or a new necklace maybe for that classic top that needs updating.
Whatever doesn't work will get packed up and delivered to my neighborhood Goodwill. Or maybe I'll trying consigning. The parting will be painful -- I get all sentimental about clothes -- but I know I'll feel better after it's done. And I'll probably find stuff I forgot I had! Another option: a closet swap with friends. One colleague recently plucked out a cute sweater from a co-worker's trunk full of stuff headed for a charity thrift store. How green! How vintage!
Sigh. It's time.
~ Deal Diva Colleen