So the other day I was finally catching up on my orientdig spreadsheet—the one that’s basically my entire wardrobe on a grid. It started as a joke, a way to stop buying the same black turtleneck three times in a row, but now it’s kinda become my style diary. I had it open on my laptop while sipping a flat white at this tucked-away café, and I swear, looking at those rows of items felt more productive than any actual life admin I’ve done this month. I don’t know about you, but there’s something oddly satisfying about seeing all your clothes in one place. It’s like a mood board that…