|World's most famous closet: Carrie Bradshaw's in Sex & The City via Apartment Therapy|
Comes a day every September when a cool wind sweeps into town and blows away my clinging grasp on summer. I shake sand from my bags, stack up my flipflops, and switch out my closet. Out go gold and silver metallic sandals, a filmy butterfly print jumpsuit of inky dark mixed with vivid bright
, and little black cotton sundresses. In come knee-high chocolate suede boots, a duster coat of burnt orange and siena tweed glittered with topaz, and little black wool tunic dresses. I do this because, unlike Carrie Bradshaw, I have possibly the smallest closet ever created (the guest room where I stash the off-season clothes has a closet three times the size of the one in my master bedroom). But truth be told I like the change of scenery, and the ritual makes me take inventory, reassess, decide what needs to go away, what needs repair, what I still love, what I can't stand, what I need to add. And then I'm ready for step two .... (to be continued).