”Joy”

Yesterday Marie “Pachel” Kondo visited my home. She was swift and thorough, ruthless and yet caring. She let me keep a lonely sock because I liked the little alpaca on it and continue to hold out hope that I will find its match.

We didn’t do the “joy” thing. We did the, “Please tell me if this looks awful on me” approach. We came away with three garbage bags full. My wardrobe needed to breathe apparently – and now it does, with an empty shelf, half of a hanging rod open, and room for more shoes. The shoes were one bag all by themselves. Thankfully, nary a hat found a new home!

It’s good to have an honest opinion when the goal involves fashion. My closet still resembles a costume depository, so the transition to “stylish” may be a subtle, barely recognizable one. Whew!