For me some clothes have a history so it is hard to let go. I have lovely rose coloured boiled wool jacket that I picked up in Paris at Monoprix about 9 years ago. I was on a 4 month sabbatical from work, hanging out in Paris in early October without enough warm clothes. I wore that jacket almost non stop for the next two months. It travelled to Bordeaux, San Sebastian, London, Whaley Bridge and finally back home to Canada!
For quite a few years after that it was also a work wardrobe staple. I wore it with a pair of grey plaid Tahari pants that have some pink in them. It also travelled to Amsterdam and back with me. A lot of memories to be sure.
As I write this post it's already in the pile of clothes to give away and I'm feeling a bit nostalgic. Should I go and retrieve it? Will I ever wear it again? Can I down grade it and wear it with my Lulu's on the weekend? Questions abound. But I must stay firm. My closets are bursting so I must be strong!
I wrote the first part of this blog about 3 months ago and I have to say, I am not feeling any regrets in fact I feel liberation!! I am actually looking forward to some more purging at the end of the summer! My dream now is a tightly edited wardrobe of great peices. I want to buy and wear only those things that I truly love. The wool jacket was a long term relationship but clearly not a marriage!
I wrote the first part of this blog about 3 months ago and I have to say, I am not feeling any regrets in fact I feel liberation!! I am actually looking forward to some more purging at the end of the summer! My dream now is a tightly edited wardrobe of great peices. I want to buy and wear only those things that I truly love. The wool jacket was a long term relationship but clearly not a marriage!