The process of decluttering can trigger some extreme emotions – fear, loss, shame, guilt. It can also make one feel like a rockstar bad-ass superhero capable of taking on the world and its mother. That bit generally comes at the end. The beginning and middle are often more complex. Here’s what you can expect. […]
Language is a powerful tool. Awareness of what we say when we refer to our wardrobe can reveal a lot about our subconscious style beliefs.
Pain and pleasure: there’s a fine line between the two. Well, maybe not so much. According to brain boffins, the area in the noggin associated with pain lights up in the same way as it does when black sacking items to which you feel connected.
I’m a dyed-in-the-wool yoga fan. I’m not very good mind you (my bird of paradise looks more like a drunken flamingo) but I’m pretty sweet on my practice. When I don’t open my mat before bed each evening for even a few asanas, I feel start to feel stagnant. Miss a few on the trot? That’s when the proveribal poop hits the fan.
Ah, the feels! All the feels! Splashing around in one’s emotional puddles can feel utterly liberating, especially when it comes to our closets. We fall hard for hand-beading, get butterflies over beautiful fabrics and feel like a Marvel superhero in the mere presence of a jumpsuit.
Creating an organised closet isn't exactly an art form but there's a certain knack to it.