As of January 1, it’s been three months since I’ve bought
any clothes—apart from a few minor exceptions (socks and some clothing I bought
for myself but were technically gifts).
The period of time since just after Christmas has been
challenging. Usually, Christmas events, Boxing Day sales and Christmas money
all converge in the form of new items hanging in my closet. This year was very
different. To go shopping with my husband after Christmas and not buy any
clothes for myself was a foreign situation. I even found several justifications
surfacing into my thoughts:
“I could buy something right now—who would really care?”
“I’ve done this for three months now, which is pretty good;
I could stop now if I want—nobody is really stopping me from stopping!”
“I could technically ask Joel to buy me something, which
would constitute a ‘gift,’ not me buying something myself, right?”
Does that sound desperate to you? Maybe a little.
I have, as I mentioned in my One-Month Progress Report,
still been shifting my attention from buying new clothing to other areas. Last
month, I focused on hair and beauty, and invested in a set of new makeup
brushes, a really great eyeshadow palette (Stila – In the Light) and the best
mascara I’ve ever owned (Benefit – They’re Real!) and lastly, had my hair cut
to a long bob and purchased a great flat iron (to replace the under $30 Conair
one that was given to me and I’ve had for at least 7 years). You could say that
I have a problem with shopping in general, and to nix that habit, I’d have to
refrain from buying anything for six months, or you could say that I’m rounding
out my shopping to some areas that have been neglected in favour of buying clothes
(such as home décor and hair/beauty tools and supplies). I’ll leave that up to
you to decide!
In my initial post about this clothing fast, I described the
sword fight of opposing feelings that I felt about not buying clothes. I’m
still feeling those swords clanging. As challenging as it has been not buying
clothes, even when I’ve really wanted to, the worse I feel about not being able
to go shopping, the worse I ultimately feel about myself for so desperately
wanting to buy something. I have to keep reminding myself that it’s not the end
of the world; I ought to keep going and break through the fast’s finish line
(and then sprint right into my favourite clothing stores). I mean, sure, I
could just start buying things and just give up, but then where would I be? How
can I better myself if I can’t overcome a challenge as “first-world-problem-y”
as not buying clothes for six months when I really do have plenty of clothes to
wear during this period of time? By March 31st, I want to be able to say that I "did it" - I didn't buy clothes for myself for six months.
There you have it—the facts, thoughts and feelings I’ve been
experiencing at the three-month mark of this six-month fast from buying
clothes.
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