Okay so here's my closet theory. My mom is always freaking yelling at me for having so many clothes. But I mean, what if I throw something away and then someday I need that exact thing that I don't have anymore. That sounds like a lame excuse but in reality it's totally plausible. Think of it this way. I go to so many themed events and parties that it's unhealthy. I feel like at least once a week I have to dress up for something. What if I throw out my only plaid shirt (Because I think plaid should seriously not exist. Ew.) and then the next week I get invited to a western party?! That would suck! I would have to buy a new one. And I would be so pissed off if I had to spend good money on something so useless. Not that I would be bankrupt from a shirt, but I shouldn't have to buy one if I already have a perfectly good one.
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I really don't think it's a crime to love clothes. After all, isn't shopping good for the economy? Either way, I feel like clothes have memories. They aren't just material things to me. Every piece of clothing I own has a story. I remember when and where I wore it. Some are good memories, some are bad, but I still think both are important. Bad memories teach valuable lessons and good memories give motivation. How could anyone expect me to throw those away?
-K
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