Surgical steel.
I've crossed that line where I finally have more clothes than I can actually comprehend. Like, my entire life, you know you have this mental comprehension of what shirts, pants, jackets, t-shirts, etc. that you have, and it's like this abstract concept of what a wardrobe is. Today when I was collecting my clothes to put them through the wash I realized that like half the things there I didn't know existed and that I have by my estimation something like 40 t-shirts. Just t-shirts. Like we all have old clothes we don't wear, but these t-shirts all reside within the "I will wear it forever" category or "I have bought it in the last year and so I still think it's cool." I feel so fucking lame for having somehow amassed that many to begin with.