I think for the holidays I am giving myself the gift of getting rid of stuff and not feeling guilty about the money spent on them one little bit.
My current biggest culprit is layering tops. There is no way I could possibly wear all of them in the 2 months of winter Austin hands me. Part of me wants to store them because they're incredible basics (thin black, white, and gray tees in cotton, linen, and cashmere), in great shape, and if we ever go anyplace else, boy are they handy and I would buy them again in a blinker. Then the other part of me wants to set them on fire so I don't have to HAVE THEM anymore.
I think we need to move someplace colder.