How I Became Disgusted With My Closet!

The Closet Routine

Like so many women, I instinctively got up and got dressed every day with no regard for how many years have passed; so feeling disgusted with my closet was so off the radar.

It’s 5:45 a.m. and I’m lying in bed with the clothes in my closet heavily on my mind. This dragged-out process begins with me brushing my teeth. By this time, I’m gasping out loud in hopes of finding some fashion inspiration. If I could just figure out what shoes I’d like to wear, it somehow makes the decision a tad bit easier. As a result, of my neglected closet, the excitement I once had to get up and get dressed was gone. How did my mornings become this stressful?

The mornings consisted of; standing in front of a closet packed full of clothes with a disgusting grin. I felt as though the clothes were wearing me instead of me wearing them.

Being that clothes weren’t the top priority in my life, my thoughts were easily pushed to the back burner. Besides, I knew that if I needed to go somewhere, I could always run to the store and grab a couple of new pieces. Isn’t that what most women do anyway? This method was gradually becoming my new normal. I could walk into the store, find a shirt, and pair it with something I already own. Done deal, right? Not exactly…

Volunteering To Wake Up To Stress

Most importantly, an inflated closet full of clothes you don’t wear, have never worn, and refuse to throw out can only make going somewhere frustrating when you want to look good. So, can we just call a thing a thing? We are basically volunteering to wake up and get dressed in clothes that don’t make us feel confident about our appearance or accomplishments. Coupled with the fact that we’ve chosen to see our wardrobe as debt vs income, it’s easy to move on to things that we feel have more of an impact in our life.

Closet Avoidance

So I said, “I’ll start in his closet 1st.” That day I became truly annoyed and I then decided to clean out my husband’s closet first. You know it’s always easier to tell someone else what they do or don’t need than it is to face your own roadblocks. I kept explaining to him that I had no idea what he needed because his closet was jammed packed. To him, just looking at it might lead him to think he didn’t need much of anything. So, I started there. Besides, his closet was having much more conflict than mine.

Getting started was easy because they weren’t my clothes. In other words, once I got started I couldn’t stop. I began sorting piles of clothes. I was finding clothes he had back when Karl Kani, FUBU, COOGI, and Phat Farm were hot labels. Yes, you read that correctly. Those styles were super outdated. Yet and still, he wanted to go through the piles before they were burned (I mean donated LOL). I felt like I was on a season of Hoarders, and I was the therapist. Now, there was a good side. You see, most of the clothes had limited wear and tear so that made it easy for him to ignore and will be great for donating. Despite that good news, the closet certainly had symptoms of a generational conflicted closet LOL. No, but seriously this is not unusual for most men.

Closets Are Honest

After rescuing my husband’s closet from all of the outdated clothes (yes I’m giggling), I knew good and well I wasn’t going to have that type of closet conflict. I’ve got to be honest with you ladies, I began to feel like I only needed a few adjustments and, Voila’!

Given these facts and believing that our closets can be an honest reflection of a number of things in our lives, It was time for me to unravel my own closet. I believed that the way I was keeping my closet begin to-reflect the way I was treating myself. So the process of organizing my closet brings the basic start for the changes I was looking for. What comes to mind when you think of your own closet?

“I am beyond excited to have another space to share with you Every week! Thank you for being here!”
-Sharon

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