As someone who loves to closet cleanse, it’s pretty easy for me to get rid of stuff I no longer wear. The extra space in my wardrobe looks and feels great. Plus I make room for better things to come.
The only time this doesn’t works out so well is when I get nostalgic for a particular piece that’s back in fashion.
Like the Darryl K leather pants I had in the 90s. Tight, skinny and low-rise…they were perfection for my 20 something bod. I’m not sure how they’d do on this mother of 2. But it would be fun to have them around.
Also, the jumpsuit I wore to my 13th birthday party. Pink and grey striped with ruching on the 3/4 length sleeves. So festive. And an amazing jumpsuit still speaks to my style.
There were also the brown leather motorcycle boots I wore in high school during my rebellious magenta-haired moment. Imagine how distressed and worn-in they’d be now…Sigh.
The one item that I don’t think deserves a do-over is the Birkenstock. Or Birks, as we all called them back in college. Mine were cocoa suede and went so well with my flow-y skirt and jingling ankle bells. They were the thing to wear while parading through the Dead show parking lot.
Birks are back in a big way — though now they’re much sleeker with more modern details.
They’re showing up in magazine editorials along with celebrity fashion.
I haven’t gotten a new pair. And not because they remind me of the hippy chick days from CA.
They’re almost too comfortable. I remember how my feet would sink into the footbed creating an imprint that got kind of dirty because they were so easy to slide off… which I did.
I have friends who swear by them, that they’re the best for trolling around the city.
Well I guess if I was going to get a pair — these would be do-able.