Spending money still makes me feel rich
A throwback from my shopaholic days is that when I spend money, I still feel rich (yes I was even worse before if you can believe it, seeing as I worked full-time in school but still had to pay tuition, yet found time to SHOP).
I know all the reasons why I spend and still spend money today:
- I’m bored and it makes me feel good
- I feel like I haven’t had anything new in a while *snort*
- I want to treat myself for ____insert inane reason here____
The fact of the matter is that when I spend money particularly on myself, I feel good.
I feel rich.
I feel like I have the money to spend (and in today’s case, I actually do within reason).
I can’t help it. This is my nature.
I know it sounds SO STUPID because if you spend money, you have less of it in the bank and ergo, you AREN’T as rich as you were before you picked up that $400 Vince shawl circle collared sweater.
I’ve tried reprogramming myself, and I’ve tried tricking my brain into thinking that spending money on buying index funds is just as fun as a new leather jacket, but it doesn’t bloody work.
I like new stuff, and this clashes very mildly with my other side — the minimalist one, because even though I don’t want to buy a massive couch or a big screen TV, I feel perfectly justified in buying yet another striped top.
I love opening my wardrobe and seeing a TON of possibilities and choices. I like seeing all the style options and choices I could have because it makes me feel like I could be anyone I wanted to emulate today.
I don’t have items that still have tags on them, or that I have never ever worn in my life, but I do admit to having pieces that I’ve only worn a few times because I’ve only wanted to feel like Audrey Hepburn a few times in my life.
Can you imagine a closet like this where I could wear any pair of coloured gloves I wanted? DREAMY.
The only thing I can do going forward is to try and put parameters around my spending such as:
- No synthetic crap materials — polyester is a big NO, as is acrylic and nylon for the most part.
- Nothing I can’t see myself wearing when I am 50 years old and to still look chic.
- Nothing disposable/too trendy.
- Nothing made in China — yes, specifically that country due to their wobbly safety/ethics standards.
- Not of high quality — even at 40% off, mediocre leather gloves are not going to satisfy my inner snob.
So far, it’s been working.
Just the other day, I was lured into the Banana Republic store by their 40% off sale (what? I’m a sucker!) and their mega-saturated colours, especially that magenta hot pink paired with dark red or white creamy whites, particularly these 4 outfits highlighted in yellow below:
Then I went around checking the pieces I liked, and discovered they were a heavy mix with polyester with a touch of wool.
..and although they were mostly made in Vietnam, a good number of those pieces were made in China.
Back to the rack they went, and I left the store feeling very good about the whole experience.
So that’s it folks. After years of trying to fix my spending habits, I am realizing I have to work with them and allow myself to browse clothing and be enamoured by it all…. but to do so within specific rules I set on myself, which in and of itself, limit how much I actually buy these days (although the price tag seems to have gone up significantly.)