We are moving. I feel like that is all I have to say to instigate moans and groans from any person I'm speaking too. Yes. It's a huge pain in the ass, but there's always a silver lining. This time I'm focusing on how desperately I need to shed some preverbal skin when it comes to my wardrobe. This used to be a huge issue for me, as I apparently had some OCD/hoarder tendencies.
"That rumpled up shirt has been hanging on the back of my desk chair for 6 months, and I've been having really good luck lately, so just don't fuck with it...okeeeeey?"
It might have not been that bad, but my closet was full of shirts with holes, dresses with stains that maybe I could hide with a another layer. Not to mention if a garment is not damaged at all, but just hasn't been worn in 3 years. I'm learning to get past it though.
Selling vintage has helped. It's thrilling to know that something you've provided to someone else is getting love. Something that was just sadly hanging around in a thrift store or in the back of a closet ... feeling lonely...worthless...all potential talent going to waste.
Okay so besides being OCD, I apparently give inanimate objects emotions.
So now as I comb through every single piece of clothing I own, I ask myself if someone could put it to better use. If so, to Buffalo Exchange or to the Etsy store it goes. If it's damaged, well then it's only fair to make room for another piece. Give someone .... errrr .... something SOMETHING else a chance.
This dress is slightly too big, and although I LOVE the off-beat color and the low-v back ... I've got to sell it, so you can grab it at our Etsy store if you love it too!
Shoes: Kenneth Cole (similar)
Dress: Vintage, Westminster and Fifth
Earrings: JCP (similar)