A little story about my closet...

My closet is small, but my wardrobe is large. So large that the closet is packed, as are my two large dressers and the sewing room, and the laundry room. I actually own so many clothes that I can go two months without needing to do laundry. Which is roughly the amount of time between when I finish washing a drying my clothes and then remembering that I did that. I often forget that I have been doing laundry and then it never gets folded and/or put away. I have been known to never unpack whenever I move somewhere. But I am getting better. Every now and then I get a large dose of motivation and pity for the state of my wardrobe and then hang it all up according to colour and type of clothing.

Fun fact! I own 32 dresses, take that Katherine Heigl and your sad, sorry, but oddly watchable movies. Those 32 dresses do not include all my costume dress. No, I'm not into anything weird; I just love Halloween so much and had one year of my life where I went to a lot of medieval themed events. Nothing weird at all.

I likely own over 50 pairs of shoes, heels, and boots.

I have a lot of pants, but I hate pants.

I own numerous skirts, including three 'vegan' leather ones because I'm cool like that.

I even have antique furs. Go ahead and curse me, I don't care. I didn't kill the animal, but I'm not throwing them out.

A buttload (scientific term?) of animal prints.

One gown I designed and made for my high school graduation.

Last, but not least, one Charmander costume. Also for my high school graduation.