As there's not "enough" storage space in my apartment, I tend to be quite organized but there's always the week/day when I'm in hurry or I frantically search for "something" to wear... That's when the mess happens but usually on a limited scale.
The other time is now during the transition aka the MM (the massive mess).
When I can't store all the winter clothes/accessories yet and that I invariably buy a few springy things, start laundering and bringing back stored spring clothes because I'm an optimist at heart and I want to believe*...that winter will end [*if you got that tv reference, bravo, you're as old as I am or a real tv fanatic] eventually.
That's when things get rolled up in interstices, piles of clothes are reaching new summits and I just can't have a clear view of what I have, everything is jumbled and I hate it.
It's been like this for the past 3 weeks, hoping that the weather forecast would help me reach a final decision and store 99% of winter clothes. Alas, that is not happening as we're still in weather limbo.
This sunday, pissed off by a million little things, finding myself in front of this MM infuriated me even more. With enough free time to tackle the issue, I took the matters in hands.
Cohabitation of winter and spring garnments, like in the institutionnal system, requires some organisation and realpolitik.
1) No sentimental attachment: yes, I love you OTK Stuart Weitzman boots, ditto shearling Docs but this is spring now (at least officially), so it's time for you to step out. See you next fall.
2) Dispose of the unused: For example, the red cashmere sweater and that Vanessa Bruno knit dress worn once all winter (to storage), same for the overworn, piling heattech thermal (to trash).
3) Rationalise: I'm still wearing winter scarves but do I still need my cashmere beanies? No. Same goes for the down parka and the big black angora knit: out!
As for spring stuff? A few blouses and knits, zara trench, IM wool jackets, red ballet flats in.That's it for now. I'm an optimist but a pragmatic too.
After a couple of hours at this rate, trashing, storing, pondering optimism vs reality, suddenly there it was: space!
Not a lot mind you (only got rid of 10% of winter wear) but enough to mix both seasons without being overwhelmed by stuff, without any idea of what is where.
I have a clearer view of my belongings. Bonus point this clearing & cleaning session brought me back some much needed peace of mind.
A glimpse of the work done: springy blouses coexisting with winter tweed skirt and beige slim cargo next to black-grey (mostly all seasons) trousers.