September 24, 2014
But now that I’ve been living in this spotless apartment for the past week, I can confirm the luxuries of purging the unnecessary. The main area I tackled was my closet, and it was the best thing I accomplished this month. Seriously. My wardrobe areas were getting ridiculous; I had collected so many things I hadn’t worn in years, only worn once, or were not my style anymore. I had shoved them to the bottom drawers that I ignored, layered them under coats on a clothing rack behind my bedroom door, and had piled up shoes that started collecting dust.
I finally gutted everything, looked at each piece, and asked myself one simple question: have I worn it in the past 6 months? If the answer was no, it went in the reject pile. Soon enough that pile grew a metre high and I could start to see empty hangers, the bottom of the drawer, and the floor behind the bedroom door. It felt so damn good.
You need to keep your closet a sane place because I feel it really can impact the way you put yourself together. I now know exactly where everything is and getting dressed is stress-free; I can see my true sense of style hanging there, neatly and colour coordinated.
Now, onto the DIY: I’ve yet to have the luxury of a walk-in closet at home. One day, but for now I have to make do with a small space and the closet-less nature of apartment layouts in Germany. Solution: I moved out to the hallway! I now have a little corner in my home that I’ve claimed as an extension of my closet.
I started by placing my favourite and upcoming pieces for blog shoots on a clothing rack. I brought out pretty boxes and bags I’d been keeping, which I’m using for my clutches and big necklaces. I hung up some magazine spreads, inspirational quotes, a mirror that I bought at a flea market months ago, and tah-dah, my little DIY closet came together. I still have some work to do on it – I want to add some shelves and a sheer curtain – but for now it’s a great way to maximize otherwise limited space. As for the clothes I got rid of, half went to a women’s shelter and the half that was still cute and stylish went to my sister.