Moving into a new home has been eye-opening in many ways and especially fashion wise. Before you dismiss this rant as a shallow one, give it a fair chance. After moving not one not two but three full boxes of bags alone, it was clear that I had a problem. So from one fashion lover to another - 'when does fashion become an addiction?' is a pertinent question, one that I attempt to answer today.
5 top reasons I buy what I buy
I have to have this reason #5:
It's on sale: I've bought two sizes big, three sizes small and even clothes with a 'negligible' rip because it was on sale. My logical brain did a quick calculation on how this deal is simply criminal to let go of. Of course, I never lost those kilos or made it to the corner alteration tailor. Result: An entire box full of great 'deals' that have sadly never been worn.
I have to have this reason #4:
I won't find it anywhere else: I have this innate fear that if I don't buy that thing right away someone else will! And this prophecy of mine has turned out to be true one time or two but I realised that I just wanted to own the object for what it was even though sometimes I knew it won't flatter my body type or is not even my style.
I have to have this reason #3:
Because she has it: We all have that one arch enemy/ friend/ cousin who we secretly love to hate and if she has something that she looked great it then you have to have it too or do one better! When fashion becomes an ego battle, it is an expensive one.
I have to have this reason #2:
This is soooo 'in': It's just so tempting when you see that airbrushed picture perfect model or even just a real life hot chick sporting a latest trend you so want to wear but sadly don't look good in. I have given myself life lessons like 'thou shall not eat anything sweet', 'thou shall slog in the gym everyday' etc. just so I could buy that latest pair of sequinned shorts that god forbid anyone ever has to see me in.
I have to have this reason #1:
I deserve it: Rewarding myself for the smallest of successes (and sometimes to drown my sorrows) is the reason I shop on impulse, ruthlessly swiping my card and hard earned savings. I once joked with my friend on how we'd be the best dressed homeless people ever considering our lack of savings, a thought that's not so funny anymore.
While I still think dressing up everyday and looking your best is a celebration of life and will continue to do so, I might just go about it in a slightly less belligerent manner so the next time I open my wardrobe, my large leather tote doesn't fall straight on my head.
On a lighter note, here's our latest Outfit Post:
Text by Jasleen Kaur Gupta
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