Due to my circumstances I’ve spent the last year living out of a suitcase. I’ve come to realise that I need things. I need a lot of things.
When I packed it was throw everything together and get on with it kind of panic packing that left me with a bunch of vest tops, leggings and a few skirts. There was nothing remotely smart in the bag ans so I’ve resorted to panic buying. First a mint green tunic with chiffon type hem and then a couple of tops I found in a charity shop. Vest tops with chiffon overshirts, one in pale pink and the other in white. When ironed they look respectable and even semi-smart when teamed with my black skirt.
I also manged to get a yellow patterned sleeveless top for cheap from my catalogue when I had to reorder and buy new leggings.
Although I packed some make-up I didn’t put in a lipstick. I’ve since bought a couple but avoiding the shades I know are in my other make-up. And I’ve spent the year using just one handbag. How I hate this handbag now, and how I miss my over the shoulder denim number I brought back from Spain or any number of other handbags that had to go into storage.
I simply can’t wait until I reunited with my wardrobe, with my jewellery and make-up. I am a girl underneath it all and I miss that stuff. On the other hand I now know that I have too much stuff. Things I never wear but love so I keep it in my wardrobe, things I can’t get into anymore but I have good memories off so they stay too.
I’ve given away clothes to friends, some of them new or that I only wore once, plus more to charity shops. Its a start of revamping my life but as soon as I’m settled I’ll be doing a lot more.