In many situations caloric theory can be used to explain the observations made – particularly when a hot and a cold object are involved.
Warehouse dress, old Mango cardi, New Yorker biker jacket, Voice of Europe beanie, old Bjorn Borg booties, H&M bag, random crap on my hands from Bijou Brigitte and my boyfriend
Channeling subtle geek chic in this posts title (the quote is from my physics book) and unable to keep my eyes opened in the wind.
I often wonder how the memories and emotions connected to a certain item make us hold on to it, and occassionaly wear it even when it starts looking like crap. Take for instance these booties, beat up to death and with a way too low heel. I got them one fall while still in high school, and they were what I believed back then to be my first pair of super high heels (the heel is about eight centimetres and these are my lowest heeled shoes by now, besides some vintage kitten heels, but I tend to call those “flats”). However, they did make me almost a whole head taller than my then-BFF. Our friendship lasted about as long as the illusion that those heels are, in fact, mindblowingly tall, but the shoes are still in my closet, and even getting a little wear once in a while.
I also find myself unable to part from gift given to me by people I like a lot, even if the items is plain ugly, or wearable but does not fit into my style, or from stuff I never wear, but that I got in a pleasant or funny situation. I think I need to get myself a large box for such items, to stop them from cluttering the space in my closet, and open it once in a while to laught at all those nice memories.