Sunday, 21 July 2013

De-cluttering Life! - Dresses & Jeans

Hi friends,

One of my friends said she has no time to clean or tidying up her house properly as she has better things to do.

I haven’t. Ha-ha!

What else can be better things to do in my life? Having “the base” I feel comfortable and maintain it. That is absolutely essential to me. The base denotes the place I live, as well as eating and self-grooming (inc. clothing). Cannot ignore them as they are affecting me every day and they are what make of myself and my life.

I work full time, sometimes do silly hours and it involves trips to abroad. I might not have enough time either. That is why I decided to live with the things I can manage, I can look after at the comfortable level of standards.

I own around 100 things to wear. My absolute number is 111. If it becomes over 111 items, something has to go. 100 things sounds a lot, but trust me ladies and gentlemen, they are not. This number represents from a winter coat to a pair of knickers.

I do “inventory check” on a regular basis. First off all, it is rather drastic, but empty the wardrobe to check all the stuff I got in it.

Then, start from my favourite things out of all items – dresses. They look a lot, don’t they? I allow myself to keep 30 dresses in total. They have not quite reached the number yet. As I wear a dress at work, I am comfortable with this number. It is just reflection of the frequency of use.

Then, jeans. I love blue denims since I was a child. I used to sleep in my Levis to make them looking shabby when I was a teenager. 
These are all my favourites but the very right distressed looking pair has to go. Why? I liked them and they looked stylish and sexy but I felt like a mutton dresses like a lamb in them.

Some ladies around my age proudly say they share dresses with their daughters. Well, that is good for them but definitely not for me. If I dress like girls in the office, I am sure I look cheap and silly. They look nice on them as they are still in their 20s. There is always a limit and I see the boundary between being quirky and being weird.



Juno’s de-cluttering continues…