There are definite times when we should just let things go. For instance, I took a look at my closet today and realized that it closely resembles an episode of hoarders (replace those boxes with clothes, natch they are organized by color and type) and I most certainly believe I’d qualify for an intervention. So with the moving of an important person in my life and the new season upon us, I’ve decided to just let it all go. Well, maybe not all of it, but a good enough portion so that I can once again see some empty space between the hangers to imagine a new beginning for both my look and myself. Plus, in case I’m feeling sentimental I’ll be able to look back by visiting all those fashion missteps at Crossroad Trading Co. and Jeremy’s just down the street. File this one under spring-cleaning.
[Images via: My Files, Tommy Ton]