I belong to the diminishing group of people who thinks that clothes should be worn until they fall apart. Ok, I wouldn't go as far as sitting there with a needle and thread to try and mend it, no way, but I don't want to throw away perfectly good clothes even if they are out of fashion. Haha, fashionista me? I have been accused of many things, but never that.
But today I had to. A pair of soft pants with a more than 10 cm rip on one leg, and a top with half my belly showing. Yes, it was time to let them go. But it hurts. They were so comfortable, and have been with me for a very long time.
Tonight I will sleep in the top I bought at Copenhagen airport back in 1999. Almost as good as new!
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