I feel like I have become very good at saying "no" to clothing, and sometimes I wonder if it's become a problem. I sold a bunch of things again, and the things I try (because I do actually need a few things) are all quick "no-thank-you's".
So I looked at each shelf in my closet trying to answer the question, "Do I even like anything?" Very quickly a settling feeling came. I have things I like...things I like a lot...and that felt good to remember...good to know.
The pieces I sell are often my newest ones. I'm ok with that, because I allow myself to try things out. I make decisions, let go quickly + keep my inventory lean. I'm sure I've realized this before, but it felt like a discovery to notice that all of my favorite pieces of clothing are also my oldest ones. It makes sense. My oldest pieces are the ones that resist being cleaned out each season. They are the ones I wear over + over. They are the ones that sort of recede from my consciousness. They feel authentic, and that's not boring. That's my goal.
Love,
Jane