And because I had to empty half of the closet for her to use, I threw (donated) a bag full of clothes which I don't wear anymore. It gave me a sense of emotional transition, that I might not have to wear office clothes, for the rest of my life!
And at the same time remembered how i dreamed to wear powersuits and strut with a pair of stiletto on a business district like a bitch in control, when I was a student.
It's one of those dream vs reality thing. Now i'm mostly in skimpy clothes (coz it's hot!) and a pair of sandals.