How do you edit a wardrobe spread over three rooms into two suitcases? In my case, badly. Did I carry the things that gave me most joy? No. Sexist, prettiest? No. I packed flannel pajamas. I packed puffa jackets. Sweatshirts. I packed a month's supply of underwater. Two night creams. 16 lipsticks. One Diptyque candle. All my jewellery. And only 6 pairs of shoes. Currently I can wear two.
I just watched a TED Talk about editing your life to make you happier, how most of us have too much stuff. Am I happier without my clothes and shoes? Mostly I'm anxious; it's difficult being a student. Live in jeans, did someone say? For the past three years, jeans were one-offs. Not be judged on clothes? Is that possible? And do I just stop caring about what I wear?
The truth is, getting ready has just got faster. I don't need to try on five pairs of shoes to see which ones work. If I'm walking a lot I wear sneakers. If I'm walking less, I wear Vans.
Maybe, in another month, as the course gets more intense, I won't care about what I wear or how I look beyond being ok to be out in public. Maybe I can then concentrate on doing. And learning.
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