All my Channel Ten VHS’s of Law & Order SVU – some of them from first series even.
My Australian flag that I wore as a cape for the two weeks of the Sydney Olympics.
A Coles green bag full of phone and camera battery chargers.
Hamish Von Trapp’s playlists on CD from 2003.
A fake Diesel cap in army green that is now mouldy grey.
My eye-mask from the Air Tahiti Nui flight to NYC in 2008.
A copy of the LA Times from the day I landed in Los Angeles in 2006.
A crystal vase given to me by my first ever Sydney boyfriend, Portia, for Christmas in 1996.
The Morrissey 100% synthetic sleeveless T I wore under a suit to the 2001 Peoples Choice Awards.
Love letters from a high school girlfriend (who shall remain nameless) that are disturbing in their heterosexuality.
Speaking of heterosexuality, the complete works of Oscar Wilde that was a gift from my last ever girlfriend, 1995.
My two medals from the Mardi Gras swimming carnival in ’98.
A toilet brush in my wardrobe.
The beautiful silver lighter that my favourite early-childhood teacher gave me for my birthday many, many years ago.
My gorgeous Asian print wrap-around mini-skirt that I wore to some Mardi Gras late last century.
The photo album from my first year at Uni back when you got prints of your shots and captioned them (and you know who you are if you are in it – be mortified!).
The teeth that I lost during the ‘dark year’. In a sterile container.
A pin board, as inspired by Oprah, with cutouts from magazines of all the things I wanted.
A fedora hat I bought circa 1987 to wear at swimming carnivals – back when I had a 6-pack. (Let go of the dream St. Murphy!)
The plastic cups we drank cocktails out of at the US Tennis Open.
Five pairs of those free hotel slippers from three different resorts.
God damn I am a hoarder of EPIC proportions!
