I'm packing up my apartment and am mystified by my own choices sometimes. And I'm not gonna be like "books" or "records" because I'm not surprised by those.
  1. Shoes
    I filled one HUGE box with shoes and I still have more shoes??? Why do I need them??? And I wear them all regularly (mostly).
  2. Sweater vests
    Ugh I wore them so often that they became "my thing" then I took a break because that's lame as hell but I'm predicting a re-emergence this fall. I wish I knew how to quit them.
  3. Blankets
    I have like, sixty blankets and I never use them because I always run really hot.
  4. Workout clothes
    I mean, I do work out, but not enough to justify all those dang yoga pants. And I never have enough sports bras? Ugh.
  5. Speakers
    I have 3 sets of speakers just in case I ever get around to fixing my turntable.
  6. Lipsticks
    I have A LOT of makeup but why so many lipsticks? I rarely wear them. They're aspirational.
  7. Slippers
    Why do I have multiple pairs of slippers I NEVER WEAR SLIPPERS.
  8. Stuffed animals
    I'm an adult.
  9. Crayons
    I'M AN ADULT and a terrible artist.
  10. Empty birth control packets
    WHY DO I HANG ONTO THESE? THEY ARE GARBAGE. WHY DO I KEEP MY GARBAGE LIKE A FUCKED UP DRAGON? WILL I EVER HAVE TO DEFEND MY PILE OF TRASH?
  11. Hair products for long hair.
    I cut all my hair off in April. Who do I think I'm fooling here?
  12. Tote bags
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    Especially absurd now that I have the perfect tote bag and need no others.