Good by, hi-top sneakers.

It was a rough week for my wardrobe here in the middle of nowhere. A favorite top got chewed on by my boss's pet goat; thankfully, it can be saved with some target practice LOL
The sneakers I was wearing with the top? Not so much. It's been a really wet week, and the mud stains just wouldn't come out. This was a pair of shoes that weren't meant to fit my dystopian aesthetic. These shoes were more lighthearted and fun than my usual cynical/pessimistic self. They were a bright berry with some metallic dark grey accents.
Goodbye, hi-top sneakers. Im sorry I was so careless with you.


Goodbye, hoodie tunic. I'm sad to see you go

I'm sorry, hoodie tunic. I really liked you. Items like you don't come along very often, interesting and asymmetric and a bit moody. You were a wonderfully comfortable piece and I wore you often. And therein lies the problem. I somehow snagged you on something and tore a hole in you. I'm so sorry I didn't take more care when wearing you, and I'm sad to see you go. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend to me.


Goodbye, belt. Hello door pull

Goodbye, Linea Pelle belt. I ordered you from Barney's ages ago. You didn't fit right, so I never wore you.

It's a total shame to have something as beautiful as you to be neglected, so I had Sunshine cut you. I had him spare your interesting ends and take the rest to our house build to make a pull for the back side of the sliding barn door.

It hurt to cut you, yet it comforted me to know that you would be used in my new forever home. Thank you for your non-traditional service to us; now let's hope I can find the perfect DIY project to use and enjoy the rest of you.


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Goodbye, shirt-dress-tunic thingy

Shirt-dress-tunic thingy, I bought you from the thrift shop because you were a warm-ish cotton flannel in an interesting length. I enjoyed wearing you because you were an interesting length. You helped me make a fantastic example of power-clashing pattern mixing, and that outfit was epic (

However, I didn't wear you often enough, because I just thought your cut was kind of boring. You had no darts or seams to help give me shape, and belting you just looked weird to my eyes (which maybe wasnt your fault since im the one who gained weight and made belts look funny on me in certain combinations).

You were also not well served by my extremely cramped closet conditions, and always looked like you needed to have a date with an iron. The space you occupied is more useful to me if it contains one of the asymmetric tunics that I adore wearing. Rather than let you languish, rumpled and wrinkled, unloved... I shall pass you on to someone who can appreciate you far more than I ever did.

Thank you, shirt-dress-tunic thingy. I'll always remember the epic power-clashing pattern mixing outfit we made together.