I didn't care about clothes for most of life (wearing unremarkable jeans, overly large tees, and combat boots through all of college and then trying to figure out how to dress like a professional adult after that... and now, looking back from a distance of some years, not always succeeding).
So now I'm in the midst of trying to define my style and figure out how to arrange my wardrobe to be (1) true to that, (2) practical for my lifestyle, and (3) lean enough to suit my minimalist preferences.
There's a big section of my closet that hardly gets touched... and when it does, it's out of guilt that I haven't worn anything from it in a long time, and then when I wear those things, I don't feel as awesome as I'd like. It's silly... I have things I *do* love, so why not just wear the heck out of those and pass those other things on to homes where they'll be used and loved?
I've already culled and donated quite a bit... those were the easy victories. Now I'm into the harder stuff: the things that are quite nice (not necessarily fancy or expensive, but nice), and I like them in a vacuum, but they just don't suit my coalescing style sensibilities.
I had every intention of eBay'ing a pile of things today, and a few items made it up there, but I balked at others, so they went back into the maybe pile. Argh... I'm not normally sentimental about things, so why can't I just let them go?
Anyway... enough whining. I'm guessing I'm not alone... right? Oh, well... these things *will* go. Just maybe on a day when I'm feeling more ruthless.