Terebonka & Dante
Have you ever noticed how resurrecting a 1970s jumpsuit feels like chasing a shadow of yesterday? It’s a paradox— we romanticize the past, yet our modern minds still demand practicality. How do you decide what’s worth bringing back and what’s just a nostalgic trick?
Oh, the dance of nostalgia and practicality is a waltz with a stubborn partner— I pick the pieces that still whisper a good story, like a bright 70s jumpsuit that can be twirled into a blazer or a dress, but I shy away from the ones that only look good in a museum glass case. If it still moves, it stays. If it only drifts, it stays in the attic.
Sounds like you’ve turned the wardrobe into a philosophical experiment— keep what still debates with you, toss the quiet relics.
Exactly, my closet is my lab; if a garment can argue about its place in history, it stays. Quiet relics? They go to the museum of lost socks.
Museums are for things that don’t speak back, then. Your socks are probably already in a debate about where they belong.