So I was sitting in this little corner cafe yesterday, you know the one with the mismatched chairs and that barista who always remembers your order? It was one of those lazy Sunday afternoons where the sun was hitting just right, and I had my laptop open, pretending to be productive while actually just scrolling through endless tabs. And then it hit me – I needed to organize my life, or at least my closet, because let’s be honest, my brain is a mess right now. I’ve been thinking a lot about my style lately. Not in a deep, philosophical way, but more like, why do I own three pairs…