So I was sitting in this little corner cafe on Sunday morning, you know the one with the mismatched chairs and that barista who always remembers your order? The sun was just starting to peek through the big windows, and I had my laptop open, half-working, half-people-watching. Honestly, I should’ve been finishing that freelance project, but my brain was still in weekend mode. Then I remembered this thing my friend Clara mentioned last week – she called it her orientdig spreadsheet. At first I was like, “A spreadsheet? For fashion?” But she said it’s not just any spreadsheet. It’s where she tracks all her outfits, notes what works, what doesn’t,…