After a long, brisk walk, and with fear and trepidation, I started the daunting task of cleaning out my closet! What secrets will it reveal?
My closet is 7′ 4″ x 3′ 2″, with a clothes bar on either side. One side hosts my “winter” wear and one side hosts my “summer wear”. When I redecorated my bedroom a few years ago, I discovered that my big dresser fit along the back of the closet, which had been wasted space. There are overhead 2 shelves that run on all 3 walls of the closet, but I use those for books, miscellaneous knick-knacks, and 2 white paper bags, one with scarves and one with hair clips and nail polish. I also have another small dresser with 3 drawers in my bedroom. When the mess becomes too much to look at, I can close the white cotton curtains that act as my closet door!
I decided to start with the easy stuff…socks, underwear, lingerie and bathing suits…anything that was stretched out, full of holes, transparent, ripped, too tight or too small, went out either in the garbage or the give-away box! Those drawers are now practically empty!
Next step, shoes… since I was literally tripping over a few while I was trying to work! I love this discussion between 2 sisters in the movie, “In Her Shoes”:
Maggie: Shoes like these should not be locked in a closet! They should be living a life of scandal, and passion…Look, if you’re not going to wear them… don’t buy them! Leave them for someone who’s going to get something out of them.
Rose: I get something out of them! When I feel bad I like to treat myself. Clothes never look any good… food just makes me fatter… shoes always fit.
I have 2 pairs of winter boots, one of which I’ve nicknamed my “Cameron Diaz” boots. Maybe I saw a picture of her in a similar pair? I don’t know. It’s the only “wedge heel” I own, and I feel like I look good in them with my skinny jeans. I have 3 pairs of sandals and 2 pairs of flip-flops for the summer! I even have the shoes I wore on my wedding day almost 16 years ago. With the exception of my red heels, an indulgence I finally I gave into after several years of deliberation, all of my heels are low, plain, and neutral: cream, navy, black, brown…
In other words practical, reliable, and dull. Yup – that’s a pretty apt description…but does the addition of my red heels mean that I’m more willing to take risk, more willing to stand out in the crowd? Am I embracing a sassier side? Could be! I also have 2 pairs of boots which were a step beyond the usual. First, a tall black pair of boots that I nicknamed my “hooker boots” (keep in mind the words “dull, boring and wall-flower”) and the green sassy boots that inspired my mid-life crisis. They were a wild purchase for me, and frankly, I’m hoping to embrace that wilder side.
Now for the rest of my wardrobe…