So, as the manual suggests, I pulled out my whole wardrobe. I must admit, it was a reasonably hefty pile. Well, better get started...
After a couple of a hours of hard work, and my sister checking through the piles for anything she wanted, I was finito. It was a emotionally and physically draining task: heaving piles of clothes into their designated fate which continually conflated into one big fate (not LOFT or CHARITY... LOFARITY, which I did not want) and casting off clothes with sentimental value to the spare room, to be taken out next season or in a few years. Plus (as I was being quite cut throat) actually giving away clothes which had been mine for many years, sitting in my wardrobe, to charity or friends. Or, to find my leather skirt is scuffed and ripped. But, I most not hold onto the past... I must look to the future of my wardrobe! Which is looking incredibly barren at the moment. What was previously full to the brim, bursting with colour, jam-packed with pattern and packed with texture, is now a shadow of its former glory. I wish I had taken a picture before, because if you could see the contrast, you would be shocked (as I am: I still cannot quite believe how ferociously frugal I was).
Look! I was able to hang the majority of my clothes on wooden coat hangers, that is how few I now have. And the second is all that is now left of a my skirts and shorts. It is a sorry sight. Pero, no fear. I am using this as a chance to build on my favourite, capsule wardrobe and SHOP! Today, I purchased a sparkly jumper - see if you can spot it in the first picture - I had had my eye on for a while in Topshop and at a tenner in the sale, I jumped (get it, jumped for a jumper...) at the chance to buy!
I'm afraid I do not have the patience, or, with school now very nearly on the cards, the time to carry on with the following steps. However, I thank Geneva, from A Pair and a Spare, for this guide which helped very much and I urge you all to rehabilitate your wardrobe.