Wearing Out My Closet

I have way too much clothing that I do not wear. It’s all good stuff that I likely definitely spent a lot of $$$$ on. I’m not planning to wear stuff that’s not in style or current – BUT – I need to find something – some way to wear my old items.

Before I was obsessed with black, I didn’t own anything black. (fun fact)

In middle school and high school, Abercrombie & Fitch didn’t sell black clothes – so your girl did not participate in the black clothing movement. Sad, but true.

I would borrow my Mom’s work clothes or going out clothes to pass them off for the only day of the year I had to wear black. That day was for music department concerts for school – so yeah, 3x per year for a solid 4-5 hours each time. I’ll go with a max wear of 24 hours/year. Yes, year! Nowadays, I wear black 24 hours/day in some form.  (FYI – I played the Clarinet through senior year of HS). 

So my colorful wardrobe exists – man does it exist. Because I hate getting rid of things. I’m going to begin a serious purge. Continuous purge if you will.

Check out my Poshmark app on the side of my blog to check out some of my recent purges and how I’m trying to capitalize from my overactive spending and overly full closet… and jewelry box… and clothing rack… and dresser…and armoire…and bins in attics and basements of my close friends and family members.


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Melrose Trading Post

Obsessed. I’ve been spending a bunch of time in LA in 2015, so I’m going to share a few of my favorite experiences while I’ve been on the west coast. Melrose Trading Post is an outdoor flea market where tons of vendors and artisans come to sell their products – a lot of it is vintage – which I LOVE.  (I thought).

I’ve been having this internal battle about vintage things. Do I actually LOVE or am I mildly creeped out by old things that people have used before? This is actually an absurd way to feel. And it’s even more absurd to be having feelings that I’m admitting in this blog about vintage items. Like how am I actually entertaining the fact that I’m having feelings about whether or not I’m into vintage things and flea markets?

I’m easily overwhelmed by a lot of shit* in a small place. Curating the perfect closet or home full of vintage pieces can take time and selecting the items can be a lot of fun, even educational and inspirational. However, it’s less fun with crowds hordes of people and unlimited amounts of shit.*

* Obviously the items are not all “shit,” I just like using the word shit instead of things. “Things” are boring. Shit is cooler. 😉

Whatever –  I wish I could be more vintage loving. Maybe I’m not hippie enough to be that way? But I definitely am hippie enough to love certain vintage things. Just not full force 100%.

Furniture – I’m 100% down with. 200%. So fucking down. If I was decorating a space on the west coast, I would fully commit to furnishing some super cool pieces from Melrose Trading Post.

Until then, it’s fucking awesome. I highly recommend visiting – they’re open Sunday mornings at 9:00AM PCT. But maybe take Xanax beforehand.

Before entering Melrose - getting ready for the beautiful chaos.
Before entering Melrose – getting ready for the beautiful chaos.