Alright 1 week down of 52, if you know me, you know this is quite an accomplishment. It is rare that I go even this long without buying something frivolous that I "deserve" for completing some menial task that does not require a reward.
The last thing I sort of technically sort of not really bought myself was a necklace. I admit it was after new years but hear me out! I got my assistant a phone case for her brand new un sheathed iPhone and I got the wrong one. so i went back and got what I thought would be the one. Did you guys know that there's been more than just one new iPhone this year? Neither did I. The second one didn't fit. So I brought her with me to find one that fit and we couldn't, they didn't carry cases for that phone. So I told her to pick something out, she couldn't so i got a locket. I put down $10 more than I spend on the case and that's it, I'm done. For the year.
Tonight a few good friends and I went to the Founder Brewery, which I've been excited to go to for years. We did trivia and it was fun. We were in first place until the final round where I fucked up the lineage of the British thrown, oh well. They had a huge gift shop which I told them I was not to enter under any circumstances, and then you know what happened? The desire went away. That's what's been happening lately, My desire to purchase things to fill the voids in my life have been lessening and I've been attempting to fill them with experiences that mean more than objects. It's taken me a long time to get here, because I always loved and valued having things. I don't need all the things! I need people, and fun stories, and valued alone time, and not that dress that I saw someone where and I uttered "I want that, no, I NEED that."
I'm also discovering the people in my life who will challenge me. There's a store in Seattle that is the sister of another store I went to in New Orleans, where I splurged probably the most I've ever done in one foul swoop. I basically now own everything I'd ever need. IF i were to get married this year on some whim? I have a wedding dress (I think, still in my closet from grad school.) Oh god, I hope I'm not in a wedding part this year. I guess that'll be the exception to this rule, unless they let me get by with something I already have.
Anyway, that's been my check in on week 1. This week we're in Grand Rapids and I will inform you all of any temptation.
Lesson learned: I do not need a hoodie with the logo of the brewery I've gone to, I just need the memories.
Monday, January 7, 2019
Friday, January 4, 2019
And So, It Begins
I usually don't make New Years resolutions but this year I've decided to tackle a problem that I've had probably my whole life. My love, and desire of shopping.
As a kid I used to hate shopping, I remember my mother dragging me into the Macy's at Queens Center. I would do anything to entertain myself because I didn't care about clothes, I only cared about toys. It probably stems form being a spoiled only child who was the first grandchild on both sides, so basically I always got what I wanted. I didn't realize how much I loved shopping for clothes until I was a teenager. Especially when I finally graduated from catholic school when I was 13.
I went to performing arts high school as a dancer, so I would have multiple outfit changes a day. Out of street clothes into dance clothes (which I also love shopping for) and then back into street clothes, and on the days I had dance after school I would change into another set of dance clothes, then pajamas, or straight into pjs (sweat pants and whatever t shirt I wore that day) when I got home. This allowed for a lot of accumulation of clothes in my life. I was also the same size as my aunt who passed down a lot of her clothes. Then I discovered the treasure trove of my attic where I took my parent's clothes that were stored (and forgotten) up there. It was a whole thing. I was obsessed with finding new, vintage, weird, practical clothing. And I began "Collecting." Which I'm pretty sure is what every hoarder says to themselves, I'm just a collector! But here's the problem, I really am collecting these clothes, because now I work in the costuming world and It pays to have a stock of clothes to pick from.
The long and short of it is, I HAVE TO STOP BUYING THINGS I DON'T NEED!!! I have so much stuff that I forget what I have. I currently am the Wardrobe Supervisor on a National Tour of a Musical and my problem has only gotten worse. How you ask? because I can send stuff home to free up space, and I am a space filler, so I will refill the void faster than you can say lightning.
So It's been, now 4 days of 2019 and it doesn't seem so bad. Please check in a week, I might be rocking in fetal position in the hotel room.
So the rules are:
-No new clothes unless it is an emergency (which includes lost luggage, fancy event that must be attended last minute, or dirty underwear/ bathing suit emergency, same for socks)
-No new makeup, unless it is a gift, or eyeliner/ mascara/ primer runs out. This includes amazing and pretty new eyeshadow palates and NO LIPSTICK or nail polish.
-No Trinkets that aren't a necessity, except for the shot glass collection (for the road bar of course) or patches/ stickers.
-No NEW SHOES DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, YOU HAVE A PAIR FOR EVERY OCCASION (that last bit is a reminder for me)
Goals to I want take away from this:
-Being able to find happiness outside of impulse purchases
-Declutter my life a little bit
-Impulse control
-Gaining more experiences and less things
SO for the 3 people that will follow this blog, hold me accountable! And I hope you stay with me on this ridiculous but hopefully beneficial journey.
As a kid I used to hate shopping, I remember my mother dragging me into the Macy's at Queens Center. I would do anything to entertain myself because I didn't care about clothes, I only cared about toys. It probably stems form being a spoiled only child who was the first grandchild on both sides, so basically I always got what I wanted. I didn't realize how much I loved shopping for clothes until I was a teenager. Especially when I finally graduated from catholic school when I was 13.
I went to performing arts high school as a dancer, so I would have multiple outfit changes a day. Out of street clothes into dance clothes (which I also love shopping for) and then back into street clothes, and on the days I had dance after school I would change into another set of dance clothes, then pajamas, or straight into pjs (sweat pants and whatever t shirt I wore that day) when I got home. This allowed for a lot of accumulation of clothes in my life. I was also the same size as my aunt who passed down a lot of her clothes. Then I discovered the treasure trove of my attic where I took my parent's clothes that were stored (and forgotten) up there. It was a whole thing. I was obsessed with finding new, vintage, weird, practical clothing. And I began "Collecting." Which I'm pretty sure is what every hoarder says to themselves, I'm just a collector! But here's the problem, I really am collecting these clothes, because now I work in the costuming world and It pays to have a stock of clothes to pick from.
The long and short of it is, I HAVE TO STOP BUYING THINGS I DON'T NEED!!! I have so much stuff that I forget what I have. I currently am the Wardrobe Supervisor on a National Tour of a Musical and my problem has only gotten worse. How you ask? because I can send stuff home to free up space, and I am a space filler, so I will refill the void faster than you can say lightning.
So It's been, now 4 days of 2019 and it doesn't seem so bad. Please check in a week, I might be rocking in fetal position in the hotel room.
So the rules are:
-No new clothes unless it is an emergency (which includes lost luggage, fancy event that must be attended last minute, or dirty underwear/ bathing suit emergency, same for socks)
-No new makeup, unless it is a gift, or eyeliner/ mascara/ primer runs out. This includes amazing and pretty new eyeshadow palates and NO LIPSTICK or nail polish.
-No Trinkets that aren't a necessity, except for the shot glass collection (for the road bar of course) or patches/ stickers.
-No NEW SHOES DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, YOU HAVE A PAIR FOR EVERY OCCASION (that last bit is a reminder for me)
Goals to I want take away from this:
-Being able to find happiness outside of impulse purchases
-Declutter my life a little bit
-Impulse control
-Gaining more experiences and less things
SO for the 3 people that will follow this blog, hold me accountable! And I hope you stay with me on this ridiculous but hopefully beneficial journey.
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