Lirona Vaxhaven

I hate staring into my closet and feeling like nothing works. You do too, right?

Ever stare into your closet and feel like you have nothing to wear? Even though it’s stuffed full. I’ve been there. More times than I care to admit.

I used to stare into my closet for twenty minutes every morning. And I still had no idea what to wear. You know that feeling.

I used to stare at my closet and wonder why nothing felt right. You know that feeling.

You want to look good. Not like a mannequin. Not like a trendbot. Just you. But sharper. I’ve tried the trends. Some stuck. Most didn’t.

I get it. You scroll past another trend post and think: Is this even real? Or worse.

I used to stare into my closet for ten minutes every morning. Not because I had nothing to wear. But because nothing felt like me. You know that feeling.

I used to stare into my closet and feel nothing but dread. Not because it was empty (mine) was full (but) because half of it felt like costumes I never

I used to stare into my closet for twenty minutes every morning. And I’m not alone.

I hate that closet-staring moment. You know the one. You open the door and think nothing fits or nothing works or why do I own all this stuff.