I can’t count the hours I have lost obsessing over things, whether it’s a J.W.Anderson sweater or a Prada Baltic Blue tote, my train of thought chugs away to create dream outfits while my body waits patiently on the platform for its return to reality.
I have a particularly bad habit of buying clothing a season before they actually become appropriate to wear. Like sweaters and leather jeans in summer, espadrilles and tees in winter, I hoard purchases in the back of the closet wrapped up in packaging till the day of their unveiling.
