Unpacking shoes and hair styling things is like unpacking a paean to the person I obviously wish I was. :p
Nearly unworn heels, bought in a fit of I don’t even know what, except the joy of having discovered heels that were wide enough for my feet. A couple pair have reasonably low heels; I remember thinking they might be walkable-in. And maybe they are, if I was someone else who wore clothes that one wears heels with. And walked less than an average of 5 miles a day. And. And. And.
A couple years ago I discovered pincurls. Sometime not long after that I found some “don’t have to sleep in them just blowdry your hair in them ‘cold’ curlers” which of course don’t work and I’ve never, nor is there much chance that I will, slept in them or indeed even manage to first mousse my hair before doing the curl-and-dry factor (which would increase its likelihood of success by a significant margin). A curling iron which also has very little effect on my hair (they never have unless my hair was permed first). An improbable number of hair ties, ribbons, barrettes, headbands and other stuff, when what I use is bobby pins and ponytail holders.
I actually find this really depressing.