Nobody talks about their closet the way they talk about their bookshelf.
But they should. A closet holds the same things: phases, obsessions, who you were trying to become, who you were when you bought that. The difference is that clothes are worn on the body before they're put away. They carry the event. The version of you that showed up in them.
What it holds
Still from Clueless (1995), dir. Amy Heckerling / Paramount Pictures
A closet is specific. It's the room or the rack or the corner of the bedroom where things actually live. It holds the dress from the night you didn't go home until morning. The jacket from a job you haven't thought about in two years. The going-out phase. The heartbreak phase. Things you haven't worn in three years and wouldn't get rid of for anything.
Nobody lies to their closet.
There's a version of you in there that you've forgotten about. And a version you're still becoming: the things you bought without knowing why, that don't go with anything you own but felt right anyway.
The closet knows more about you than you think.
- Oro