I'm more like suzied, I love clothes and also used to make many of mine. Once you start to do that, you instantly double the amount of clothes you have.
At one time I reckon I could have given Imelda Marcos a run for her money shoe-wise. When I left Ex, my friend whose (very large) house I moved into said although she had donated half her vast walk-in wardrobe to me, she feared for her floor timbers as she counted in the 80th black bin bag.
I don't have anything like that now, but Ex always wanted me to look expensive. As I was a gardener, that was quite tough at times. I do go to quite a lot of fairly smart functions, so do keep clothes for best, I still go to the odd ball, lots of dinners, races, quite a lot of social stuff and then you start to think, I can't wear that again, everyone saw it recently.
At home though I am a total slob. I will happily wear darned cardigans until they fall apart - because they are often cashmere ones that used to be quite smart and gradually have slid down the scale of wearability until they end up in the garden. Ditto nice jeans, I patch those too.
Having said all that, some of my clothes are 20 years old.
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