One thing I cannot change is being a collector. 
I
 collect clothes, but being older and (hopefully) more mature now I finally 
am able to throw or give away some items hidden in the 
closet for too long. Some of them have second life, some still inhabit 
closets and wait for their moment or a moment of my weakness to give 
them away. (Getting rid of shoes is out of the question though.)
But
 clothes or shoes are not a problem. Among rather traumatic experiences
 connected with moving are arguments over the piles of magazines and 
brochures I have collected over the years and I carry from place to 
place. ("So why do you need an old paper? You read it, just throw it away!") The
 big part of this “collection” is stored at my parents’ (thank you!) and
 I honestly cannot throw away beautifully designed papers with some 
amazing photos and articles inside and regret immensely the ones I 
managed to throw out some time ago. Why did I do it? A moment of strange
 weakness to become a minimalist or something... 
Now I'm searching for color inspiration. Browsing some older fashion magazines helps. Here's one dreamy photo I like from British Vogue, October 2012.
Now I'm searching for color inspiration. Browsing some older fashion magazines helps. Here's one dreamy photo I like from British Vogue, October 2012.

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