I initially thought about this post when I took my first tentative steps at weeding out my wardrobe (didn't get far, but my blog sale is going to be exploding soon). I obviously have an overflowing closet(s). If I didn't go shopping for the next several years, I am sure I would still have plenty of things to cover my body with and I would be in no danger of running around with holes in my soles or threadbare pants.
I enjoy shopping and adding new items to my wardrobe. I make no apologies over buying shoes, shoes, shoes and getting excited about sales or new arrivals. I make my own money, I pay my bills on time, I've worked hard to pay off huge post-college loans and living-on-my-own-for-the-first-time-woo-hoo! type debts. I may be spending but I am still saving. And when it comes down to it, how I choose to spend my money is my prerogative.
But I obviously have more than enough. And yet I still want more. So as I flip through my racks and pull out items that I haven't even worn yet this season, I couldn't help asking myself - why do I want more?
Look, I'm not into the psycho-chatter and I (thankfully) never had anything really horrific happen to me in my childhood, so I don't think there's any sort of deep-rooted reasoning for why I like purses and want to buy yet another striped something. I know things don't replace people, I get it (and I don't think I am trying to replace my dad with knee-high boots). But when I already have so much, why is that not enough?
I'm figuring that since I got into even liking fashion fairly late in the game (like after college late), I may be playing a game of catch-up with myself. I enjoy the hunt of a deal and scoring the "perfect [insert item here]." Dressing nicely gives me confidence and I think people tend to treat me better because of that. Though this is not a competition, part of the coveteur in me sometimes can't help but to want what she's got. And though most of our significant others' wouldn't, other women definitely do notice a new dress or a kickass pair of shoes. So some people collect trains, some people collect porcelain cats - can't I consider myself in a way a collector of pretty frocks?
I'm not trying to really answer anything here or really enlighten anyone, but I guess I got my mind started on a fashion-related tangent and I wanted to see if I could get anyone else thinking about themselves. So ...
This may be a loaded question, but why do you like to shop? What does an item need to make the cut into your shopping cart and then your closet? How do you determine when enough is enough when it comes to buying things?
Top: Tucker isla wooden chest (worn here - sim, sim, blue/green, cas, poncho)
Shorts: J.Crew chino (worn here - sim, sim)
Shoes: Xhiliration by Target teanna (worn here - sim, sim, pricey)
Necklace: Overstock (sim, sim)
Bracelets: J.Crew & F21 (sim, sim, sim, sim)
Belt: J.Crew factory braided metallic (worn here - sim)