I’ve been seeing the phrase “capsule wardrobe” being thrown around a lot lately and thought it sounded interesting. Then I read the “rules” and saw that the suggested number of pieces in a capsule wardrobe is 37. HA! Screw that. haha I have no interesting in paring down my wardrobe THAT much. But I liked the idea behind it: Get rid of the shit that’s been hanging in your closet for years that you don’t love and seldom-to-never wear.
So I went into my closet and had a very honest discussion with lots things.
“I’m sorry, but I just don’t love you anymore.”
“I don’t remember the last time i saw you.”
“I honestly forgot you were even here.”
“You never really made me feel good about myself anyway.”
And so I began pulling things off hangers and throwing them in the floor.
I still had every race shirt from every half and full marathon I’ve ever run. WHY? They’re hideous. But I had sort of a sentimental attachment to them, I guess. I rationalized with myself that that’s what medals are for and tossed them into the mounting pile.
There was one piece though that was super hard for me to get rid of. It’s the oldest article of clothing I own. My very first concert t-shirt from Bush’s Razorblade Suitcase tour circa 1997. haha!
Some friends and I went to see them in Memphis when we were juniors in high school and I’ve had the shirt ever since. Unlike most of the other clothes I tossed, I still actually wore this one. haha Not in public! Lord, I’m not that fashionably challenged… But it was perfect with a pair of yoga pants just lounging around the house. Alas, it was 18 years old and getting threadbare, so it was finally time to say goodbye.
By the time I’d finished, I’d tossed 7 pairs of shoes, 52 shirts, 11 pairs of dress pants, 3 pairs of jeans, 4 bras, 5 pairs of shorts, 2 dresses, 3 skirts, 1 blazer, 1 business suit, 6 belts, 1 backpack, and countless pairs of socks. Not too shabby. Some was thrown away and the rest donated to the Salvation Army so it can move on to its next chapter in life cluttering up someone else’s closet!
When’s the last time you gave your closet an honest purge? What’s the oldest piece of clothing you own? And why are you hanging on to it?!