Burn Pile

I love getting rid of clothes. Every time I step into my room and cannot see the floor, I feel the need to reassess my living strategy. A cluttered closet is the symbol of a cluttered life. And in my case, my cluttered closet spills over onto my floor, into my mind, and closes in on the light and order of my mind and heart. Time to bring out the garbage bags.

I do this often. Very often. And I rarely buy new clothes. Therefore, in the past two years, I have given away over three times what I currently own. That is a great amount, however, it is never enough. I need to pare down even more. I want to get rid of my dressers, and only have my rack in my closet and my rack in the laundry room with which to hold all of my clothes.

So, where do I start?

Last time, a month or so ago, I got rid of everything that I don't wear often, that does not fit me perfectly to a T, or is not the best color for me. That left me with a more selective and flattering and likable wardrobe. Plus a plethora of workout clothes.

Now, I am getting rid of clothing based on the neckline. Crew necks, turtlenecks and other high necklines shorten me. The goal for flattering fit is lengthening and helping me create the illusion of being taller, so I will only wear scoopneck or, better yet, V neck tops. All my crew neck tee shirts, then, will be gone within the week. I guess I will bring them to Tennessee in a few weeks to give to Auntie Andy. She could use them, I'm sure.

Sooo excited to pare down even further. What should I do next?

Love
Juliet