Fact: I have too many clothes. These are dotted all over the house as storage is tricky for the amount I have.
Fact: I have too many shoes. I could well give Imelda Marcos a run for her money.
Fact: It felt so crowded in the bedroom with clothes, shoes etc that it was a pain to keep it organised.
Fact: A lot of my clothes are quite old, but very well made so I am loathe to chuck them as they do come in useful randomly from time to time. Need a fab fitted Armani suit for a meeting; got one. Feeling like chanelling Chanel at the races in a pink tweed suit; done. Wedding on the horizon; Dozens of outfits to chose from…. Dinner dance; loads to choose from. But these were stored all over the place so I had to hunt for them.
Fact: I otherwise wear pretty much the same uniform of clothes most days. I have trusty Uniglo trousers in one cut (but with lots of pairs in black or grey), a lot of Cos black dresses and huge swaddling roll-necked jumpers. Add my Converse hi-tops or biker boots, and I am ready to go.
Fiction: I really need all of these clothes.
So this week I decided to finally gather all items together from all over the house to see how much I actually could lose/keep/use more. Pretty much most rooms had a cupboard or two groaning with clothes/shoes/out of season stored items. When all together, and reader I am a bit ashamed when I admit this, they filled a whole room. 30 years worth of clothes and shoes stared back at me.