Photo by Karen at French Skinny
I put on my lone scrunchie and head into.....the closet. Starting from the farthest end I try on clothes. My skinny jeans from long ago are loose. But they are from sooo long ago no one wears them anymore. I am merciless. Tossing old clothes and too big clothes in the pile. I start to sweat over a pair of pants I bought in New York and have never worn. They are brand new but 2 sizes too big. I call Smacksy:
"What do I do with these? They are brand new but too big."
"But what if....?"
"Are they worth altering?"
"Are you ever going back?"
".....No, you're right."
If the clothes were old, worn out or too big I got rid of them.
I kept catching myself trying to hold on to things that were too big "just in case".
At the end, there were 2 Heafty bags full of clothes to donate.
Vive La French Skinny!