Due to heavy temperature-decline I’ve been visiting my old basement a lot lately. All my superfluous clothes are hidden/tucked away there in too many boxes, since I first left Sweden, two years ago for Amsterdam.
Need myself some warmer outfits.
So suddenly, without any hesitation or notice in advance I’ve been wearing 2-5 year old clothes a lot. Which are both fine and perfect, if it wasn’t for the fact that most of them were bought during an unexplained and warped fashion-victim-era, sure. Cuts, patterns and asymmetric lines are twisted all over the shirts and clothes making you dizzy. But I just gladly wear and revive them, "don't want to throw away these expensive fashion clothes, oh no".
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