Around this time last year I made the discovery of some hidden things in the back of my wardrobe. It made me very happy. And this year I've done the same thing - found things squirreled away at the back of my wardrobe, totally forgotten about and inducing a fair amount of happy dancing on discovery. Namely, these white clogs.
I am happier than a bird with a french fry. And I don't really want to start a tradition of losing, forgetting then finding things, but it does feel like you've found a treasure trove when you do!