I have a collection of vintage clothes. I used to wear them all the time and figured when I got too old for them, I’d pass them onto my daughter.
Then life gave me four sons.
So I clung to them for a few more years, hoping my best friend had a daughter. She understands a great vintage piece. She lugs around a collection ten times the size of mine. It’s a phenomenal collection of clothes that she figured would one day be passed onto her daughter.
But life also handed her a male child.
So being daughter-free, with no one to pass our vintage creations on to, we recently had to decide
- Do we save them for when we’re over seventy and can safely wear them again? (Make a choice now… will be eccentric ole broads with pink hair who ride bikes and wear vintage dresses?)
- Do we save them in the hope that one of us will have a granddaughter?
Or do they go?
I love my vintage dresses. I had such a wonderful time wearing them. I looked fabulous in them. It’s only now, in retrospect, that I see how truly great I looked.
But it’s time to let go.
What are you holding onto you stuff for? And is it worth it?