Closet organization


I’m trying to sort out my wardrobe and figured that compiling a list of all the things I have in my wardrobe (apart from my lounge wear) might be helpful. Although I haven’t covered all the essentials yet, it’s evident that my wardrobe is bordering on perfect. Yes, almost p-e-r-f-e-c-t! In order to build the perfect wardrobe, I have to pare down my closet to only things that I truly love.

Purple means I’m considering to re-sell the item, blue means the item needs to be replaced, red means it’s no longer my style/too big/too small and will either be donated or passed on to my sister, green means the item is no longer my style but I’ll keep it regardless because I don’t know what to do with it.

Outerwear
Isabel Marant gray bator coat
Isabel Marant navy elali jacket
Isabel Marant maroon boucle jacket
Vintage gray blazer

Shirts and blouses
A.P.C. light blue liberty print shirt
Isabel Marant Étoile black blouse
Vintage white short-sleeved blouse
Vintage maroon/purple-ish silk shirt
Vintage light blue patterned shirt

Long sleeve tops
American Apparel gray raglan pullover
American Apparel navy raglan pullover
A.P.C. breton shirt
Isabel Marant Étoile white linen top

Secondhand breton top

T-shirts
COS navy pocket t-shirt
COS white sheer t-shirt

Knits
A.P.C. striped cashmere knit
Acne black chunky knit
COS black crew neck lambswool sweater
Isabel Marant Étoile black open-back knit
Vanessa Bruno Athé navy wool sweater

Jeans
Cheap Monday black jeans
Levi’s dark blue jeans

Trousers and shorts
Isabel Marant black linen trousers
Zara black tapered trousers
Zara black shorts

Cardigans
American Apparel gray tri-blend cardigan

Skirts
Urban Outfitters black vintage leather skirt

Dresses
-

Footwear
Bianco footwear black pumps
Doc Martens black combat boots
Ettore Adriano black leather loafers
Isabel Marant taupe suede ankle boots
Zara black suede ankle boots

Bags
Balenciaga black city bag
Marc by Marc Jacobs black hobo

= 35 pieces

Candles

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My love affair with burning fine candles has evidently been rekindled as of late. It seems like luxury scented candles are amongst the things that have a durable power to cheer me up, clear my mind, and re-energize me – especially after an exam and massive doses of required reading for an entire week. Right now, my favorite fine candle to burn is True Grace’s Moroccan Rose (a gift from one of my best friends, thank you). The essence of the Moroccan Rose candle has an intensely floral rose scent with woody base tones. It’s a wallet-friendly alternative to candles from Diptyque, Byredo, etc. I also adore the candles from A.P.C. and the No. 5 Feuille de Figuier is the next one I’m going to purchase.

Truth be told, I don’t feel bad about finding pleasure in material objects as long as it’s practiced in moderation – and there’s nothing wrong with materialistic pleasure either. Anyhow, I have no plans to become an ascetic.

However, there’s still one thing that has to be done so as to clear my mind; I need to reorganize and declutter my closet while listening to my favorite violin concertos. It’s really high time for de-stress therapy.

On minimalism


“Minimalism is not a style, it is an attitude, a way of being. It’s a fundamental reaction against noise, visual noise, disorder, vulgarity. Minimalism is the pursuit of the essence of things, not the appearance.” (Massimo Vingelli)

This quote is so true, at least this is how I would define minimalism. My style may not be minimalist in the sense of Jil Sander or Stella McCartney, however my approach to life is clearly influenced by the minimalist lifestyle. I am utterly attracted to the idea of minimalism. By embracing minimalism, I have in fact acquired more from purging and decluttering both physically and mentally.

I would say my approach to both style and life is equivalent to the golden mean – a cross between extreme asceticism and extreme hedonism – though I must admit that my obsession with perfection may be excessive at times. I have learned that the pursuit of the perfect wardrobe pays off and decreases the urge to possess lots of clothes and stuff in general. I maintain that having a superfluity of objects yields dissatisfaction. Rather than buying stuff to fill a void in my life, I constrain myself to cope with dissatisfaction by limiting the quantity of stuff I allow myself to purchase. It takes a lot of effort to become effortless and achieve the look of ease – but this is a further theme that I’ll save for another occasion. I suppose that the choices I make as a minimalist perfectionist are still in alignment with my own effortless simplistic values.

Until nearly three years ago, I found it difficult to conquer my impulse consumerism. For me, the transition from being a hoarder to approaching minimalism was like a release from the burden of possessions. In spite of being able to resist purchasing things on impulse, parting with anything once it was in my possession was the hardest part, especially objects I was strongly attached to.

I believe that the best part of being a minimalist is the feeling of freedom and the ease it gives. I suppose that we’re absolutely capable of managing all of our possessions without intrusion into our life.

As I was packing my suitcase for my stay in Barcelona, it struck me that I always bring the same essentials regardless of destination or season. Packing became a lot easier after I gave my life and wardrobe an overhaul. I was not even aware of my accomplishments until my French cousin, whom I see twice or three times a year, stated that I had been wearing the same clothes since 2008. To me, it sounds like I’ve attained one of my goals. My entire capsule wardrobe fits into one suitcase. It makes me very happy that I no longer respond to the endless consumerism that we are bombarded by and that my wardrobe is no longer cluttered.

As for my style, I’m quite fond of maximalist garments but I wear them in a minimalist way.

Acknowledgement

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Lately I’ve gotten some e-mails and comments from readers asking how I can afford designer clothing considering that I’m a student and not in the least wealthy. I don’t really like talking about my economy but since you asked so kindly, I’ll give it a shot.

To be frank, I’ve never had a proper job as in I haven’t been hired by an employer. When I was fifteen-years old, I was quite fortunate and got the opportunity to tutor two children piano. I earned far from 100 bucks a month. Until I turned seventeen, I realized that my closet was packed with useless, low-quality rubbish, which I obtained on sale at H&M. Additionally; I was utterly determined to stop drooling over luxury items. Rather, I wanted to get hold of those items. Such a puzzle! How can someone like me afford luxury, which is simply out of my league? Evidently it didn’t take me long time to figure out how to be able to afford high-quality clothes, particularly because I experienced this nightmare:

I remember the four weeks I spent in Paris a couple of summers ago. I managed to save the money I got from tutoring, roughly 800 euros, which took me almost a year to save up. At that point, I didn’t care much about quality and prioritized quantity. Accordingly, I spent half of my savings on cheap, secondhand or poor quality clothing that I didn’t try on before buying, because they were so cheap. I was a maniac and impulsive shopper, and my days were spent in thrift stores merely to find steals. My over-consumption resulted in two enormous suitcases bulging with clothes that had a funky smell. Most of the clothes did not even fit me. That said, I spent 3 euros here and 3 euros there, which eventually turned out to be the same price as a pair of high-quality designer boots. The worst part of this summer was the surprise trip to London after I came home from Paris. To my surprise, I didn’t spend every penny in Paris, so I could continue the futile shopping in London. I spent the rest of my savings on clothing from Primark. Period.

That’s how my new era started. With my savings, I could have afforded a designer bag or a delightful pair of quality shoes. Instead, I wasted my entire savings on… yes, clothes that I ended up donating to charity shops after I’d thrown 800 euros out of the window. One year later, I obtained my very first designer item in London: A Balenciaga city bag. My first designer purchase was a result of saving my monthly earnings, avoiding the shops, and overhauling my closet. I resold practically everything in my closet, which resulted in money for the bag I had been dreaming of ever since I was fourteen.

Nevertheless, it’s all about prioritization. Most people have this idea that buying heaps of cheap high-street clothes is way more economical than purchasing a luxury item that is made of the best quality material. Through trial and fail, I acknowledge that it is attainable for even a young student to wear designer clothing if she prioritizes it. I swear I’ll never ever go back to being that kind of consumer I used to be.

On the other hand, I’m not fifteen anymore. I just turned nineteen and I feel wiser, already. It wasn’t before last year that a lot of parents wanted me to tutor their kids. To answer your question: That’s how I afford designer clothing combined with prioritizing – not that I own a great amount of designer pieces. I rarely ever walk into high street stores – and if I do, I am completely capable of resisting buying rubbish. In fact, I’ve developed a fastidiously picky behavior, so I don’t really need to worry if I visit a store.

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So, the very first step to afford designer clothing is to stop purchasing clothes every week. Every time you’re about to purchase something because of your shopping habits or because it’s cheap, on sale, or you think you’ll save a great deal of money, etc – put the money in a box and see how much money you manage to gather in the end of the month. Voilà, perhaps you’ve gathered enough money for a designer item you’ve coveted for months.

You can read wikihow’s guide to “how to afford designer clothing” which pretty much recapitulates all the necessary information. 

BRB (simplifying my life yet again)

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I’m cleaning out my closet and room again. I never seem to get enough. I can’t stand living in a room packed with clothes, clutter and materialistic stuff that I don’t have use for. Need to let go of stuff. Stuff doesn’t own me, consuming time and energy any longer. When I was younger, I was emotionally attached to every single item I owned, basically. Now, I can’t let go of the stuff that used to belong to my grandmother such as empty perfume bottles, her pillow etc. As a child, I’d keep everything from handkerchiefs to combs that belonged to the people I loved. Every time my family came to visit and forgot some unnecessary belongings – I’d save it in a box. Erasing their stuff equals erasing them from my life. I can’t keep on saving their stuff for the rest of my life. That’s why I need to put an end to this compulsive behavior because I know that the people I love will disappear from my life sooner or later. At last, I’ve realized the fact. That’s a good start.

Simplicity is all I need in order to remove the stress and lead a somewhat peaceful life. I need to bring out my inner zen monk, paradoxically with a fondness for perfectly tailored designer clothes.. lol. I must list my clothes from Acne, April77, Ksubi etc on ebay soon. Someone else might have use for it.