A year ago, I ruthlessly dumped three-quarters of my clothing and accessories to try out a capsule wardrobe – a tightly-edited selection of only things that I (actually) like.
Boy, what joy it sparked! Gone were the things that made me feel absolutely lousy, like pants I could no longer fit into, splurges I felt guilty about and broken things that I didn’t care enough to mend.
This year, humans are on the purge list. Yep, you heard right. These aren’t “starter” friends but a species that has existed long enough in the phone book to give you a fair amount of joy, but also unparalleled levels of pain.
And I have quite a large and eclectic collection in this department, rather tragically.
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