My life in clothes (oder: Packen für den Kleiderflohmarkt)
Wie ist das denn bei euch? Sind für euch auch bestimmte Kleidungsstücke so extrem mit Erinnerungen und Lebensphasen verbunden?
EN: Tomorrow I'm going to go to another flea market, one that ist especially for women. Clothes, accessoiries, etc. So I have been spending a lot of time sorting out clothes over the last few days. Tried some stuff on again, ironed, etc. And often I didn't get on with the work because I would stand and dream/ think of the time when I wore the piece I was holding in my hand at that moment. There was the full skirt from my first semester at Uni, the shoes I bought for a dancing class, the blazer I bought on holiday in Paris, the green pants I must have worn many times on the blog and that have grown to tight now, the booties from my time as a trainee teacher... years, people, phases of my life, all these things came back to me just because of a piece of fabric or leather. That is also the reason I still can't part with some of the pieces. But still I found more than enough stuff for tomorrow. I hope that I'm not going to bring it all back again in the evening!
What about you? Do you connect certain clothes with memories and phases of your life?