My Kondo moments happen in the aisles of the thrift store.
I only take things home that bring me joy – things that I know will match my other stuff – that I’ll wear over and over again til the wheels fall off.
I don’t post all of my pictures (for good reason, I don’t think any of us should LOL) but these are some unshared looks I left behind, that sparked my eye in a late night scroll sesh.
I love seeing them together– they remind me of “the story” of life. All the seasons I went through, hair changes, weight changes, side jobs (me on a site tour lol), very specific thrift hauls. It’s a little snapshot.
Style is the autobiography we don’t have to write.