I found this dress in a thrift store, oh about nine years ago. It's cute! I googled the tag and it looks like it's from the 1960s, so that's fun. I wore it to a couple of parties but it's hard to dance in, there's a few seams I need to repair.
|I discovered a self portrait is sort of tricky when you're left handed.|
Part of me thinks "Why? Why get all sentimental and keep it when you haven't worn it in five years and the chances of you wearing it again are slim to none?" But, I don't know. It's rare, it's pretty and I don't own a lot of those kind of things.
The vinyl pants are another story. They do not fit anymore and seriously, vinyl pants? But part of me wants to keep them just so I can show them to my kids someday and have them roll their eyes and say "really mom?"
And so now all these clothes are spread out on my bed and I'm trying them on and deciding about keeping them. That counts as cleaning out a closet, right?