I'm not a hoarder. I promise.
I have a lot of clothes. I also have way too many articles of clothing that don't fit or that just don't "look good." And--quick now holdyourbritchesbecauseI'mgoingtoadmitsomethingthatmakesmefeelawfullyguilty -- some of those non-fitting items hanging so beautifully in our closet I haven't worn in AGES. Like months. Or even years. Why on earth do I keep ill-fitting shirts, skirts, shorts, jeans, and dresses? Because I feel so sinful for getting rid of them. Somewhere in the back (or right there in front) of my closet mind, I have had myself convinced that I will one day wear those things again. One day. But, since giving my gal-pal Amy ten dresses and six skirts to try to sell for me on the great worldwide web, I believe I've turned over a new leaf. What's the point of cluttering up our closet with things that never get worn? Why should I selfishly hang on to something that's in perfectly good shape...