Closet Surgery (Minor but Satisfying)

Another quiet win for the rotary cutter.

Lately I’ve been on an alteration kick. The kind where you start looking at every piece of clothing and think, How can I make this better for me? This black FLAX tee had been hanging in my closet for two years, never worn. Too long, sleeves too awkward. Every time I tried it on, I’d sigh and hang it back up.

But this week, armed with my rotary cutter and a bit of growing confidence, I hemmed it and shortened the sleeves. Five shirts in, I think it’s safe to say I’m obsessed. Each one feels like a small victory. I already buy my clothes secondhand (mostly), and I just didn’t know I could then make them mine.

Now the tee feels simple and wearable. Not a new piece, clearly, but a reclaimed one. Proof that a little fine-tuning (and a lot of enthusiasm) goes a long way.

Look out, closet — here I come.

(before and after photos here)