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.