Oct 28th, 2009 by Kimberley
It’s amazing the stuff you suddenly don’t need anymore when you’re sick of moving it around. I miraculously decided I could do without five, yes, FIVE bags of clothing. We’re not talking grocery store sacks here. We’re talking hefty lawn and leaf bags. The big ones. I rooted through my closet and out came 5 bags worth.
It went like this:
Have you worn this in six months?
No?
Then in the bag it goes.
I had stuff in there I’ve not worn in a year. and longer. I had stuff that was six sizes too big for me. Six! I kid you not. (That’s a crutch that makes it okay to gain weight, you see. No, no. It’s fine. I’ve still got a “fat” wardrobe!) I had clothes that went out of style with bangles and stirrup pants. A poncho? Seriously? I never even wore that when it was in style. You remember those five minutes they were in style, right? It was all Martha Stewart’s fault.
Anyway, it’s all gone now. I could probably get rid of more, but it’s a start. I shipped them off to the shelter for battered women and haven’t looked back.
But now that I think about it….that poncho COULD come back in style. Maybe I should have kept that?
Editing the wardrobe is a *good thing*. Martha Stewart IS the devil. Don’t go get the poncho. Just don’t.
I think ponchos were ‘in’ over here last winter. I’ve still got my plaid poncho from 1973 (first year I was working). I can’t wear it here as it is too windy. I’ve kept my fat jeans to remind me how big I was from behind – never again!
McMeanie, I won’t do it. I won’t!
Anji, I did hold onto a couple things that were strictly nostalgia generators, but I had to draw the line somewhere.
I wish I had the strength you do for cleaning out a closet! I’ve moved quite a few un-worn outfits no less than 4 times. Why don’t I throw them away? Or give them away? I have no idea.
Because perhaps – just maybe – I’ll lose that extra weight and maybe – perhaps – decide I’m young enough to go clubbing again and dress totally inappropriately for someone of my age and people will wonder if I’m a hooker.
Or maybe it’s just laziness.
So good for you!
I have to say, that was a LOT of clothes you got rid of. I think I tossed like 2 flannel shirts and some jeans which were ripped up. And some old socks. Barely a plastic grocery bag full. I am not doing my part.
Yeah, I know, Mr. “We Need To Get Rid of MOST of This Junk!” — by “we” you obviously meant “you” and by “MOST” you obviously meant “except for MY stuff!”