I woke up the other morning with a jolt thinking… “Oh dear Lord… it’s August!” I pulled myself out of bed, slumped my way to the closet and stood staring in utter disappointment…
I had allowed my closet to turn into a sad black hole of forgotten items, things that had become way too small, and a few pieces I’m embarrassed to admit I held onto just to see a packed closet. I decided to reclaim a closet that had fallen out of the FashGawds good graces with a must needed clean out. I showered, brushed my teeth, threw my puff into a “labor ready” bun and pulled on comfy PJ’s.
Every Item “a little too small” or things that hadn’t been worn in over a year found it’s way into my “Donation Pile”. It took 4 hours to go through it all, visiting a million different emotions before I finally and catch my breath. I ended up with 6 huge bags of give aways, and a little bit of guilt for holding on like a hoarder knowing there are plenty of women that could benefit from my forgotten items. I shook off my self inflicted Guilt Trip and focused on all the beautiful items I rediscovered during my purge.
I tracked down these oriental print pants in the back of my closet. I thrifted them over 5 years ago and have worn them maybe a hand full of times. Now the light of day can finally play on their silver thread dragons. I paired my light weight sleeveless chiffon top (also thrifted), Nude bralett and neutral pump and thick gold chain.