9/16/2011 Wishlist by honeysuckelle featuring post earrings


Is there ever truly an end to what one wants? Even when they have a closet bar that always falls down from the excessive weight of all the things they have hanging up (which is sadly only half of my wardrobe, clearly this hasn't happened to me or anything... *shifts eyes*). I have more folded, stuffed in suitcases, and strewn around places. If I had to organize my clothes all by color, black would surpass all the rest by a long shot, I'm sure that isn't a rarity to have a lot of black items but as you can tell, I always want more. Lace, polka dots, stripes - I can't get enough. Don't even get me started on my jewelry, which is also in abundance.

Sometimes I feel like I'd be better off just getting rid of everything I don't absolutely love or that I've had over a certain amount of years (I have some things from 2004, seriously I do. Some of it fits, some of it is in good condition - others just... you can imagine).

I have an entire bag of clothes that are too small/not to my liking anymore that I need to get rid of, I know I have more that also need to jump into this bag, but I have yet to have the strength to break it off with these items. I don't want to lug all this stuff to a new place (whenever that happens... feels like centuries from now) so I probably should get around to that soon. If I posted a picture of my closet, jewelry collection, purses, and shoes it would be a mighty long entry. I guess the point of this mini-rant is, How much is too much?

Oh, how about I just blame the companies for having too many gorgeous things for me to covet, mmhmm, sounds like a plan (I'm joking of course).