I have been feeling dissatisfied lately, it's really a combination of a lot of things that I'm not going to bore you with by going into detail, but let's just say I haven't been feeling on top of the world.
What do I do when I'm down in the shits? I buy things.
Today, I opened my wardrobes [yes, I have two] to the eternal symbol of wasted cash in my life. I went through a phase where I wore cute t-shirts with everything: jeans, mini cheerleader skirts, high-waisted skirts, and now the phase is over and I almost never wear t-shirts. What do I do with my Sesame Street Super Grover t-shirt? Or my 'It's Not Easy Being a Princess' T-Shirt? I'm pretty sure at that point in time, I knew I needed that cut-to-there red gown that is impossible to wear underwear with, but I've had it for three years now and not once have I worn it.
Pouring through my clothes, not only am I horrified at the foregone dollars, I am also horrified at the lack of taste I've exhibited over the past years. As I'm typing this, I am awaiting about six different items I bought over the past weeks over the internet from all over the world. Which is why I've come to this. It's a public declaration - I'm going cold turkey, even though I am starting very small.
I, Faz Abdul Gaffa, solemnly swear that I will not purchase any new clothes, shoes, bags or accessories in the next 30 days from today. If I succeed, I might carry on, depending on when I go on my next trip [no way can I not shop when I'm out of town!].
I will tweet and blog about my going cold turkey, withdrawal symptoms and all that jazz. Watch this space. ;o)