During lunch today, I finally bagged up some old clothes for the donation bin. Clothes that fit me 3 sizes ago and even more years ago. (I even found a size 7. A size 7 still in my closet!! HAH!!!)
Most of the clothes are still good, quality threads. A lot of the items were work clothes that I really enjoyed wearing back in the day when I had to dress to impress.
As I was picking clothes off hangars to go into the bag, I couldn't help feel a little nostalgic.
In fact, on a particular favorite 2-piece suede skirt suit, I caught myself thinking, "This is a really great suit...
...maybe I should save it for Biset."
OMG!! Did I really think that?
Can you IMAGINE her horror??
"Mom! I can't be seen in your old rags. Gah, you have NO STYLE!!"
Luckily for Biset, I quickly realized how ridiculous I was being and stuffed the item in the bag and out of the house for good.
The good thing is my closet is so much less overloaded now. I even have empty hangars!
