Breathe In. Breathe Out. I had been meaning to write something today. I want to doze myself with satisfaction I get through writing. Things have been running smooth recently, nothing worry me much except the Ipanema flip flops that I wanted to purchase so badly.
I am currently hooked with the Shopaholic book series which I had bought. The fictional character seems so real, because I see the major similarities between BECKY and I. Most of you don’t know pretty well that I am such a spender. I don’t usually adorn myself with such all those hundred-dollars brand names. There’s something particular in a dress that made me go gaga over it. In fact, I buy everything in two’s or in three’s, same design, but in two or three different hues. I started being so penchant in that out-of-this-world-habit of mine during college years. To be more honest, I seldom went to the fitting room to try on those clothes, even when I purchase jeans, I often see the sales girls scratching their heads whenever I told them, “give me a size 30 of this”, after they hand the jeans to me, I’ll go and proceed to the cashier without trying on the jeans, luckily, they all fit me!
I don’t know when it did exactly started but I had vivid memory when I was growing up, my father always asked me how many boxes of crayons I need, I would then replied, “a box of 64 crayons!”, then he would sound annoyed and said “ am gonna buy you three boxes with 64 crayons a piece”. There probably it started.
Another thing, which most of you don’t know is that I have this wide heart for stationeries and pens or even writing pads and notebooks. Believe it or not, I go crazy for them, even until now that am already working. I still have a lot of notebooks lounging around our room. I have dozens and dozens of pens too! I cannot stop myself from buying those things, and am utterly and vainly confused why. I guess the child in me kept on resurfacing over and over again. I cannot resist those notebooks and colorful pens.
When I shop, I don’t loiter that much around. Every time I stepped into those boutiques, I know what I wanted. I know if I will look good on it or not. Aside from shops, I am into those vintage clothes, too. I so love the feeling of seeing an old vintage clothes that still looks pretty new. As of the moment, maybe I nearly have more than 600 blouses, not including those I already had thrown to the bin.
Funny thing is, I don’t try to impress others. I am not a fashion victim, nor do I crave for what’s hot and in fashion. Nor I don’t even dress properly that much, I am even having a hard time choosing what to wear daily, everyday is a crisis for me whenever I am in front of my jammed packed closet. Seems like I don’t have anything to wear, but, everyday I am standing in front of those hundred piled clothes. I just want to collect them period, and it’s far different from having the “want” to flaunt them.
Back to the book series, Becky Bloomwood is really witty and hilarious. I see that there’s a BECKY in me, minus of course, the want to have all those signature stilettos and bags! I buy things which I don’t necessarily need. Also, I have this fear that maybe my favorite lotion or cologne will be out of stock, hence, the necessity of buying all my toiletries in two’s is a must.
There are a lot of girls out there who are far worse than me- shopping and being a spender wise, I mean, as a girl I have the excuse to shop my heart out, but, when I think of those simple and contented girls who just own a small amount of dress and yet still have that “inner peace”, that inner glow which no amount of dress can equal to. I feel a huge envy whenever I saw girls who don’t battle every morning with their closet.
A revelation.
During college years, there was a University that I was enrolled to, which students were not required to wear uniforms. I had this small notebook which contains my daily attire schedule. I mixed and match my clothes including the shoes and bags that I have to wear. It was very bratty to do such planning, but, I had a great time doing that whole forecast plan.
I am not in trouble yet with my VISA card nor any bank, but, recently I just reached the limit of my credit card, and thinking about it crunches my stomach. At least I have Ace to keep my neck afloat from those shopping splurges, at least am still breathing.
My being too greedy in shopping is something that I want to change totally, but, every time I started to tell everyone that I am trying to be thrifty, I receive a lot of disapproving glances and comments. I am a prisoner of this shopping addiction, I hate the thought of money being kept into my purse, I have to buy something…. And just what BECKY constantly said… “just a little something’….
