feng shui closet
A lot of clothes.
I mean A LOT.
They pack the closet.
[This is pretty astonishing considering how many clothes I sold off but then this is a much smaller closet than I used to have so maybe not so astonishing hmm.]
A lot of these clothes do not fit. There are the twos. Those freaking do not fit. There are other clothes that are eons old I do not even know what size I was when I bought them. There are clothes that do fit but their companion pieces got sold off getting me out of Seattle and then more got sold off hitting down in L.A. So while they fit, hello, nothing to wear them with.
[I cannot leave the house in just a shirt even for Hollywood that is TOO risqué.]
Each time I go to leave the house wearing something that is not sweats I go to the closet, stare at all these clothes, and finally pull out one of three outfits I know actually still work.
This is not good.
[Also these three outfits are starting to look a little worn. Okay, a lot worn. Uh oh.]
So the other night I played dress up. Pulled every single piece out of the closet, tried every piece on, and found out what fits and what does not and I am boxing everything that does not fit.
There is not a lot left but hey at least I will be able to find something to wear.
Feng shui closet. Yay!