i got up today at 6am. I definitely am a morning person. I love the stillness of the day at that time. I have a room beside my bedroom where I keep my clothes. everything is on rails. They are in separate categories. Tops with tops, skirts with skirts, colour coded, season coded, summer in storage at the moment. As i read this i realise how obsessive i am.
So at 6am i decided to go through all the garments. It was paradise, i spent 3 hours sorting, trying on, and organizing my clothes. while i was going through them i was trying to think, why do i love this so much?
the conclusion I've come up with is that i love the visual element of clothes, how beautiful the fabric is, how clever the design is, the fantasy clothes can create, the touch of fabric, the millions of possibilities humans come up with using this medium.
I really love clothes so much. I am so glad i found such a simple thing that gives me so much pleasure and happiness.
Do other people feel this way about a passion in their life? please tell me your tales either through the blog, email or visit me in Lucy's. maybe we could a start up a club.
Lucy's tea party next Sunday from 3 to 5pm April 5th is about this. come along d
please forgive any grammar or spelling mistakes my blog editor,Conrad, [my son age 11], is having a sleepover at his grandads so I'm posting alone. miss you con. spell check is just not the same