I just gotta share. I'm sitting here with my hair in soft, yellow rollers which my loving sister put in this morning. She wanted to remove them after a bit, so she could style the not very long male hair, but I asked her not to .. not yet .. so I could experience the pulling sensation a little longer. Love it!
During this time, she's been helping me select dresses to purge, those that I bought longish ago that I thought were 'so pretty, gotta have it' types. She's said that, overall, my dress selections were quite good. As I show her a dress, she asks me on a scale of 1 to 10 (highest) how I like it. That really makes me think. Even if I haven't selected a number, and I see the look on her face, the dress is gone!
When we finish dresses, we'll start on skirts and tops. Who knows what will happen with shoes!