This week, on The Well, Rebecca Sparrow and Robin Bailey talk about why Denmark is officially the happiest place in the world. So what exactly are they doing differently over there?
One thing is that they are big on de-cluttering, and while Robin isn’t so keen on it, she tells us the one huge benefit she gained from cleaning out her closet, and why she hired an expert to help her take action…
My obsession with clothes started when I was 12. My single mum decided that my sister and I could learn about budgeting by having a monthly allowance to buy our own clothes. I quickly learnt the art and coveted the thrill of finding something fabulous with a 50% off tag.
I wasn’t totally focused on labels but I do remember my first Stuart Membery lapel jacket I found in a discount bin at a city boutique (this was the 80s) for just $20. The original tags said it was over $100 full priced and from that moment on, I did everything in my power to replicate the thrilling feeling that came with making a fabulous fashion purchase. So every month my $30 would be stretched to its limit as I found bargain after bargain. Each piece had a story, therefore deeply connecting me emotionally to my shopping fixation.
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Fast forward thirty five years and I am still addicted to that initial thrill. I am a fashion slayer, a bargain high priestess who can smell a fabulous deal at 100 paces and still seeks and destroys a really good sale. The only problem with that is that because each piece has its own story, nothing EVER gets thrown out. My wardrobe is packed to the gunnels – so much so that I now have rotating winter and summer clothes.
As the season changes, one lot gets stored in plastic vacuum sealed bags in the spare room wardrobe, while the other comes out for airing and there is a third pile for trans-seasonal. It’s embarrassingly indulgent and when broken down the numbers speak for themselves. Over 40 pairs of jeans starting with the first pair I bought at the age of 16. Jackets from all over the world including a Gap Corduroy ever green coat bought from an op shop in Kent UK where my sister was living at the time. It’s so heavy duty that I am lucky to wear it once a decade in Brisbane, let alone once a season. But if you thought that was bad let’s not start on shoes… I have hundreds… literally… mostly high as I am pretty short but strappy, chunky, stiletto and wedge they all have a place in my closet.
With an open heart and Sarah’s guiding hands, here’s what happened…(Post continues after video.)