Oldest Items

The Oldest Items in my Wardrobe

A lack of storage space is par for the course when you live in London. Its something that I struggle with on a daily basis, as I lose items of clothes in the dense wilderness of my over-stuffed wardrobe. The problem has become so bad that I’ve had to convert my storage cupboard in my hallway into a second wardrobe.

I recently embarked on an expedition into the recesses of said storage cupboard, Indiana Jones-style, unsure if I’d make it back alive. What I (re-)discovered formed the inspiration for this story. The oldest items of clothing in my wardrobe. Why do I still have them there, taking up precious real estate? And how have they survived the dozens of wardrobe culls I’ve performed over the years? Would I still fit into them? So many questions…

It made me realise that I have some unwritten rules when it comes to wardrobe culls which account for the items I still have and wear, or have and look at with nostalgia… Continue reading “The Oldest Items in my Wardrobe”