I recently acknowledged the fact that I have nostalgic clothing.
The January clean-out-my-house-so-that-all-the-new-presents-fit bug has hit. I have big plans to go through my house and get rid of unnecessary clutter. Today, I went through the wishful thinking clothing. You know what I'm talking about.
As I was debating and justifying I realized that most of the clothing would never see the light of day again. But I can't get rid of it. I just can't. I still have the shirt from the disastrous trip to Yellowstone with my naive (and slightly clumsy) high school friends, during which we became stranded at Old Faithful without a reservation (or money). Did I mention that we were there in January?
Or the shirt from my senior trip to Disneyland. Probably some of the funnest days of my life. Despite the "Dear John-ing" of that particular boyfriend, and the eventual loss of touch of those particular friends, I still have very fond memories of those few days.
And how can I possibly get rid of the dress shirt that I MADE? That's right. I took a sewing class and I MADE a dress shirt, which was actually acceptable to be worn in public. My husband particularly liked that shirt. How can I possibly get rid of that?
And the dress that I wore to my wedding lunch, and the day of the wedding? I will probably never fit into that dress again, but every time that I see it, it reminds me of a great day.
So, despite my desire (almost a driving force) to purge, there are a few items that just cannot go. It might be a little silly, but for now, I think I'll make a little bit of extra room for those few items.