You will never hear a girl say that she has more clothes than she should have, even when she will have more than a truck load of clothes. Never.
What you will hear, always, will be something like – ‘I don’t have anything to wear for tomorrow’s party‘, or, ‘I don’t have any matching clothes to go with my new nail polish‘, or, ‘ this dress I wore last summer too, how can I wear it again‘…. point being – A girl can never ever have enough clothes. 🙂
Every time I plan to go somewhere I struggle with what to wear, and everytime I tell myself that I have nothing to wear. Maybe it’s time to go for shopping. So, if you are planning to invite me to a party, there is a 110% chance that I am going to shop a dress for it. Now to think of it, maybe that’s the reason my husband doesn’t prefer to party.
So, lets come back to our original plot. Time when I thought I had much more clothes to wear that I need.
That was the time I was packing all my stuff for our move to another city.
When I was packing my clothes, folding them, putting them in big bags, all my dresses, sarees, suits, skirts, everything from belts to scarves and counting every small to big item; realizing with every passing minute that why do I have so many things in my closet. Some dresses I haven’t even worn them twice and it would have been more than an year me buying them. Some were so old, I don’t even understand why I was still keeping them.
I decided to clean out my stuff before taking all my clutter with me to my new home. You won’t believe how difficult it is, one minute you were thinking why do you need all these stuff another minute you will attach some emotional value to your clutter and would not want to part with it.
Soon I realized that it’s not like I buy more clothes but it is more like that I do not let go of my stuff. I still had my tees from my college time still in wearable conditions lying in my good clothes section. I still have my dresses from 10 years back and I still use to wear them now and then.
Let it go… let it go…. that was the song from Frozen, playing in my mind at that time.
I did manage to separate out nearly half of my clothes. Donated them. Still had a lot to pack.
At the end, when all was packed, there were 3 big and 1 small suitcase packed just with my clothes while overall my rest of the family, my hubby and three kids, all together managed their stuff in just three bags.
There I was having more than everyone else in my family had, and still struggling to figure out what would I wear tomorrow.
Don’t worry, my this state of mind hadn’t lasted long. Just 15 days to our new place and I did manage to buy me a pair of shoes and a nice scarf. But, scarf and shoes doesn’t count, right??
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