Over the break, I spent nearly an entire day purging our old or unworn clothing. I hang on to clothes for a number of reasons:
- I tell myself they'd fit again (or for the first time) if I lose X number of pounds.
- With a little tailoring, they'll look right on me. This sewing machine novice is far from that skill level and I'm probably not going to pay someone to do it for me at this juncture.
- I feel guilty for having bought it in the first place. Although I'm getting better, I never used to return anything. It wasn't worth the return postage, I felt bad that it didn't fit, I was too lazy...the list goes on.
I would open up my closet full of clothes and have trouble finding something to wear. Most of us have that issue. I know. But I really did have a closet/drawers half full of clothing I didn't/couldn't wear for various reasons. Some of them I liked enough to keep despite the fact I'd never wear them.
|Case in point: a J. Crew shirt I only wore once.|
But they were hurting me more than anything. Every time I pulled out my dream shirt, tags still intact, and tried unsuccessfully to make it fit my body, my soul suffered. By holding on to those pieces of clothing I was inflicting damage to my self esteem.
It was time to let them go. Let go of the guilt. So I packed it all up, sorted it into piles for the Salvation Army, Planet Aid, and a local consignment store. I've never consigned before, and I'm rather excited. I have a lot of higher-end pieces that I just couldn't bear to donate, so I found a consignment store that carries nicer brands and will give me more bang for my buck. It will be more money to add to what I am now calling our Purge Pot.
Same goes for Kiddo's old clothes. Because he grows so quickly, I have tons of gently used clothes from brands like Gap and Abercrombie Kids that I knew we could get some money for. I've tried Ebay but typically find it isn't worth the effort and shipping costs. Perhaps I still haven't discovered the secret to being successful on that site. Anyway, after a little research I found a boutique that consigns nice children's clothing and toys, so I will be dropping his stuff off there soon.
As with most things, I am a work in progress. Do I return all of my unwanted purchases? Nah. More often than not, though. Do I get rid of that oh-so cute shirt that makes my boobs look lopsided? Sometimes. Are there pieces that will stay with me indefinitely thanks to the delusion that someday my body will morph into that of a catalog model? You betcha. Perhaps I'll make a pretty penny off my discards and gain the motivation to overhaul my ways. Baby steps.