Sigh.

[mizkit]

Unpacking shoes and hair styling things is like unpacking a paean to the person I obviously wish I was. :p

Nearly unworn heels, bought in a fit of I don’t even know what, except the joy of having discovered heels that were wide enough for my feet. A couple pair have reasonably low heels; I remember thinking they might be walkable-in. And maybe

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[mevennen]

Sympathies. I bought a packet of hairpin y'day and cannot find them. I must have about 70 packets and can't find any of them. I CAN find hairgrips that I can't use. Back to the scrunchie.....

[sharpwords]

I hear you. I do and can wear heels sometimes - maybe half a dozen times a year - but I wear boots or trainers mostly so I just had to go buy summer work shoes - which are hurting.
My hair straighteners are used so infrequently that it's a mystery why I have 2 cheap sets.

But what I really want to know is where on Earth all the ponytail elastics go... I seem to buy a new batch every month.

[suricattus]

Cats. Cats consider all scrunchies and elastics to be their Rightful Prey. Check under the sofa.

If anyone has any barrettes they feel the urge to toss, I will give them a good home. I wear my hair in a knot these days and pins are utterly useless but barrettes actually hold my baby-fine hair in place with reasonable success....

[pers1stence]

I have a blowdryer with diffuser that I've used twice in ten years (both times 10 years ago) and a set of foam curlers that I have never ever used....And three bottles of yummy smelling scent that I've only worn a couple times.... *sigh* time for all those things to go away, I think...

[haikujaguar]

I hear you on this. I had a lot of gorgeous clothes from Lifestyles Ago that I swore I'd keep and wear once again, someday... but the truth is that I'm tired and now comfortably-mom-padded, and I'm never going to be that sleek teen or shiny 20-something convention girl in corsets and long dresses, or even that stylish business-suited thirty-something again.

So I took all those clothes, petted them once, and ruthlessly threw them into a bag with all the shoes that are pretty but hurt and all the purses that I no longer have any place to use, and all the stuff that basically makes me discontent with who I am now... and took it to a charity drop.

Now I don't have to stare at them. I'm pretty sure that's an improvement, but some part of me says, "You have given up your dreams of a thinner, more glamorous, more stylish you!" -_-

[mizkit]

"You have given up your dreams of a thinner, more glamorous, more stylish you!"

This, yes, exactly.

[haikujaguar]

...and then I went and got red streaks put in my hair, and red and gold and bronze colored hair tinsel, and I bought glittery eye make-up, and I use it daily.

I figure I already write about aliens and elves and space ships. If I'm going to be doomed to eccentricity, I might as well look startling. -_-

[ursulav]

I hear you.

It's getting on time for me to do a closet purge myself, but I always feel the twinge about the money--"That cost $50! That cost $120! You're just gonna get rid of it!?"

Well, yeah. I don't get the money back if I keep it in my closet, and I need space more than I need the fantasy that someday I will want to cosplay as as the goddess Athena or wear four-inch blue velvet wedge sandals.

But it still twinges. I probably need to go put on an episode of Hoarders to get in the mood.

[mizkit]

I've gotten past the money twinge thing, but not the "Someday I will be fabulous, honestly," thing. I don't know why I think someday I'll be fabulous as a matter of course. I've never been regularly fabulous in my life.