My entire closet consists of items that make me happy. They look good on my body, express my own sense of style and feel outrageously comfortable. Now it strikes me as odd that I couldn’t have said that two days ago. What was wrong with you, silly? my renewed self-image blusters. Well, that’s simple, says the old me from her retirement home, I hadn’t been to a clothing swap before. Now quit talking to yourself and tell the nice people what we did on Tuesday. I had the great fortune [...]