I recently found this article on consumption of cheap clothing. It is written by Lucy Siegle for The Observer, a British publication, in May 2011. “Every morning when I wake up I am confronted by my fashion history. Mistakes, corrections, good buys, bad buys, comfort buys, drunk buys: they refuse to go away… My collection is testament to the extraordinary way we now consume clothes.” It is an excerpt from her book, “To Die For,” which I haven’t read…yet. Click here for the original article.
I have a closet full of things I have bought to make myself feel better about something.
Since it is Labor Day weekend, I decided to swap my closet out to fall clothes and pull out all the summery white whites. In so doing, I realized how many things I just don’t wear; things I bought trying to figure out who I am. Besides 3 very large bags full of give-aways, and about 25 things for the girls to go through, here is what is still left in my closet:
17 pairs of pants (jeans, pants, leggings)
63 tops – eek!
33 pair of shoes – 19 in blacks, 13 in browns
And I wonder why it takes me so long to pick out something to wear?!? I have to sort through the equivalent of store racks just to see what I have! If I had less clothing, I would have more time, energy and money. What would I do with hours not spent shopping in stores? Shopping online? With more money?
I am grieving my own selfish consumption. I have heard people refer to themselves as “clothes-a-holics” or “shop-a-holics.” We laugh, but it’s really not funny. I am guilty of trying to fill my need for God by means of earthly goods. I’ve been searching for who I am on the racks in clothing stores. It’s not working.
Well, I’m giving myself a raise. More money, more time, more mental energy to apply to life. I’m going to fill my days with something besides shopping and thinking about shopping. Keep me accountable, please.
…one day at a time.