The thing is, my clothing hoard nightmare has been really multifaceted thing. For example, not only did I have to transport all those boxes across town with limited time and a quickly wearing-out back, it was monsoon season here in the (literal) rainiest city in America. But on the 3rd of my 3-day time window, the forecast was finally dry but I had so much left to move, I just started unloading boxes in the driveway and hopping straight back in the car. By the time I got home after sweeping the storage unit's floor that night, I came inside, drank about a half gallon of water, took half of an 'emergency' percocet from my auntie, watched half of an episode of whatever Netflix show I was binging at the time ....... next thing I know I'm waking up hours later with a fork on my belly from the food I half-ate, the tv silent because whole season of the show auto-played to the end ..... and it's raining cats and dogs outside .... in fact it was thunder that woke me up. But I was so groggy and still in so much pain, there's no way I could tackle going back and forth across the slick-wet yard, up and down the steps, with already-wet-limp cardboard boxes. The best I could do was throw tarps over the stacks and hope the boxes under the top ones didn't get too wet. But they all did. I had slept through lots of rain already, apparently.
Oh here's where I should mention: I didn't have a washer or dryer.
So you see, a large portion of my clothes nightmare was very tailor-made, pardon the pun, to destroy me in particular. Traumas like the aforementioned wouldn't apply to your daughter, you see. Nor would the fact that various aspects of my health started failing along the same timeframe, creating a downward spiral: so much physical work needing done but not getting done, contributing to self-hatred and overall stress, contributing to worsening health, rinsing and repeating, month after month, year after year. I believe I had a non-lethal stroke one day in late July of 2021 (no I didn't see a doctor, no insurance at the time), but I was already feeling pretty lousy a while before that, and it certainly worsened even faster after it.
I look back on the day I won that storage unit auction and it feels like decades ago, like that was back when I was "young" when really it was less than 5 years ago. I certainly weighed about 140 pounds less than I do now, not kidding (sure wish I was), which just makes doing things all the more painful to my back, hips, knees and feet. Now moving ONE box from my car to inside is a fairly daunting task. And when I said I still have boxes of those clothes in the garage, that was actually a white-wash (that's not another pun -the whitewashing metaphor originates in exterior painting, not laundry 😆). -The room that used to be my bedroom also contains a lot of the clothes, ones I already chose for listing, cleaned, hung, and some of them I already photographed and had listed ..... long enough to exceed my patience for eBay listings.
-And that right there, the fact that most clothes are a VERY long-legged sale on eBay, even that is a totally 'personal' thing. Some people don't mind one bit if it takes YEARS for their items to sell! I on the other hand have the patience of a dog whose owner just said the word 'walk.' I like to sell things that like to sell themselves, fast, period.
So you see, I can't say your daughter will have an experience anything like mine with clothes. She already has them in her home and presumably photo-ready, they may be clothes that people are actually looking for on eBay, even if they're slower-selling pieces she may be more patient than I, and she may even have a realistic idea of their resale worth. -Obviously that's a problem for lots of people, but that can apply to any kind of collection, from clothes to records to stamps, etc.
The only finger-wagging I could offer to anyone regarding clothes, even if they don't have the issues I've had with them, is this: They absolutely ARE one of the most labor-intensive and return-risking items you can sell online. Tell her she definitely WILL be spending long hours doing all those measurements and filling out item specifics because buyers WILL expect all that information, and even still she will have people claiming "this was a different shade of red than the photos showed" and "this reeked of smoke" even if she doesn't smoke, just because the person doesn't want to admit to a remorse return, etc.
Funny thing is, the listing work and returns weren't even the worst parts for me, but I know they're what a lot of people cite when they say they won't do clothes. So stress them to her, if you think they are what will frustrate her. And if all your efforts fail to convince her, let her find out for herself! Either you'll be right and get to say "I told you so" or you'll be wrong and her happy eBay sales will be a pleasant surprise for you!
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