I know, I know it’s been a while and I’ve been rubbish at posting these last couple of weeks. Truth is, I haven’t felt massively inspired to write anything until a recent trip to Ikea!
Now, my first ever post had a photo of an old bag of clothes that I was getting rid of. At that point in time I felt that I had rid my wardrobe of all the shit bits I didn’t wear anymore. How wrong was I?!
Friday was a brutal day for my wardrobe, Aaron and I took a trip to IKEA to buy the matching wardrobe to our drawers and I needed to take everything out of the old one before smashing it up like a lunatic.
Being the div that I am, all of the clothes hanging on the curtain pole ended up bending the bracket which doesn’t even touch the pole anymore (needless to say, Aaron was not a happy chappy about this).
I think these blog posts have helped me be really honest with myself about my clothes. Gone now are the trends I bought into, gone are the clothes that had gone a funny colour but I’d loved so dearly and goodbye to my clothes I promised myself I’d alter/fix that have been hanging around for god knows how long.
I now have some organisation in my life and an excuse to go do some more shopping 😉
Until next time…