Doing a huge, no-holds-barred cathartic purge-a-thon of the wardrobe.
Brandon is not included in this nor is that gold shirt, but everything else has to go. (This is his punishment for not getting up before noon. ;)
I'll probably try to sell some of it. Or have some sort of house sale. Or whatever. No area of my closet has been spared - except the formals. But only because I truly didn't want to get rid of any of them.
My general criteria for purging:
-If I don't wear it (as in haven't worn it in over a year, and truly don't see myself wearing it again)
-If it makes me feel guilty (such as if it doesn't fit, or if I have some minor sentimental attachment to it, or I just bought it)
-If it is not fantastic (why keep ANYTHING in your wardrobe you're not 1000% about? Seriously.)
Okay. Some of it I'll stuff into a bag and hang onto for awhile, and see if I miss it. But most of it is just going. I have too much stuff.
In other news, I paid $50 for these pants on Etsy, which was an insane gamble, being that they are a) flowy b) wide-legged and c) VERTICALLY STRIPED. (I am not a skinny girl.) I was going to get rid of them, but I put them on, and am trying to make them work, because honestly, I think they're rad. Note: I would not normally dress like this. ...Except that I probably would. Excuse the lack of makeup. ...Or not.