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I hate my clothes. All of them.

As I was getting dressed to meet a friend for lunch, it dawned on me that all my clothes look the same. And that I’m in a rut. What’s with all the white shirts? How did I unwillingly manage to fully embrace the cargo pants trend? My wardrobe now consists of a bizarre collection of clothes from B.A. (Before Little Miss A) and A.A. (After Little Miss A) and everything in between as I worked my way up and down the sizes, hanging on to items well past their sell by date. Not to mention the serious over investment in work clothes and accessories that just don’t fit in with my new role as a School Run Mum.

So I’ve decided to look into hiring a stylist-slash-wardrobe detoxer. Any suggestions?

Me & Little Miss A