Tag Archives: Lace
Over the past week or so I’ve had a humongous sort-out: no shoebox unopened, no t-shirt unfolded, no paper unturned. Everything has been questioned: have I used it? Do I need it?
The result has been an ever-growing pile of items for charity/ebay, an impressive clear out by anyone’s standards I assure you. Although, there are a couple of items which I have never worn and I will probably never wear, but which I can’t bring myself to dis-own. Why? I don’t know, all I can tell you is that they must hold a special place in my subconscious…
Here’s the best example (please note, the green bits are in fact lace – beautiful):