Dreading, dreading, dreading.
I finally forced myself to go through a good chunk of my clothes, after work tonight. Good God. I have so much clothing, I honestly don't know where or when I'd have the time to wear it all! I do this thing after each year or so, where I go through my entire closet. This time, it wasn't because my clothes were old--it was because most of them didn't fit me!
Does anyone else out there save smaller sized clothes they once fit in? I totally do, tags and all on some of them. I discovered recently a top that had been pretty tight on me last year. I decided to throw it on when I went out for the night, and discovered it was loose on me! I bought it last year when I was in LA from Forever 21. It is a really cute tank top with lace around the neck, and a floral print. I remember wearing it to Santa Monica pier and being really self conscious. It was so hot outside and Hien convinced me to wear it. My arms have always been a problem area for me, but I just though whatever. When I put it on, I realized how much I had transformed from last year. I owned the shirt, in every sense of the phrase. My arms have shrunk, and so has my spare tire! It was enough to motivate me, to go through my clothes and weed 'em out!
Salvation Army is a really awesome program. I always donate my clothing to them. I take really good care of everything I own. I had to do laundry tonight anyway, so while I was going through my laundry--I just kept going deeper into my closet. Needless to say I filled up two huge garbage bags full of clothes to donate! Some are winter clothes, summer, tops, bottoms, shorts, sweaters, you name it! I wasn't tempted at all to try them on again, for the simple fact that I could see clearly by lifting them up, they totally wouldn't have fit me!
It is incredibly empowering to put on your "safe" outfit. You know, the one you always felt comfortable in? The one that you thought made you look good? Well it didn't. It just covered your rolls and made you look frumpy. Now that outfit looks like a parachute on me, and it was thrilling to toss that old shit into the bag! Get rid of it! Go! Weed out all of your old things, so you can make room for new!
Now only if I could part with my shoe collection...
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