Let it Go!
How I purged my closet and you can too.
by Aonika Laurent Thomas
Full disclosure: I still have the fetching outfit that I wore the night I met my husband. I still have my senior year cheerleader uniform just to prove to myself year after year that I can still fit into it. Perhaps I think someone will want to put it in a fashion museum and charge a fee to come see it. I do have really wonderful pieces.
That said, there comes a time to let it go! It’s hard to say goodbye to pretty things. My closet is my mini-mall filled with all the things that make me happy: evening gowns, midi dresses, vintage wraps, suits, pumps, and leathers. I could go on. I had to learn to purge and it feels so good. With a little help from a bottle of Catena Zapata Malbec and trusted friends, I got the job done. Here is what we did.
We let go of the less expensive trendy pieces and accessories. I argued, this stuff is making a comeback. The truth is, it all comes back, but by the time this happens, we’ve forgotten it’s in the closet or the cheap pieces don’t hold up. Let it go!
I tried on things I haven’t worn in ages. If it didn’t fit perfectly, we tossed it. Don’t wait around for weight loss or gain or the trip to tailor that wasn’t important a year ago — it still isn’t today.
Anything that needs repairing, mending, or sewing was thrown out. Okay, I kept a silk pussy-bow blouse that was missing buttons. I swear, I’ll sew it tomorrow.
We went through each piece and asked one simple question: Will I wear this again? If the answer is no, it must go!
Another question I asked was, do I feel confident wearing this? Of course I would say yes — I’m that girl. But the truth is, some clothing just feels more amazing than others. No spark? Let it go.
We set aside high-end items to sell on consignment and a pile to donate to women’s charities such as “Dress for Success.” Anything else we threw away.
If I can do it, so can you! The purge should happen at least once a year. I did not throw away my powder-blue Michael Jackson Dancing Machine pants. They still fit, it’s vintage, and I do a mean robot when I wear them.