So I was sitting in my favorite corner at this little coffee shop downtown yesterday – you know the one with the exposed brick walls and those ridiculously comfortable armchairs? – just scrolling through my phone when it hit me. I’d been meaning to organize my wardrobe spreadsheet for weeks, but every time I opened it, I just stared blankly at the rows of clothing items and felt overwhelmed. Like, why do I own three nearly identical black turtlenecks? Who am I, Steve Jobs? Anyway, I took a sip of my oat milk latte (basic, I know, but it’s delicious) and decided to finally tackle it. I opened up my…