Thursday, October 2, 2014

Less is probably more, but I wouldn't know


I really want to be a minimalist, but in reality I am more of a real life Rebecca Bloomwood – a fashion-loving, plastic-swiping, wardrobe-filling shopaholic.



At 19 I struggled through my first year of uni drinking cask wine and driving a beat up 1987 Pulsar that barely ran on the best of days; I avoided buying text books and lived off toast and coffee to make sure I could afford Sass & Bide, One Teaspoon, and a fantastic leopard fur coat.
Hell, at 20 I had a brief stint of living out of bags in the back of my (still shitty) car and I still scrounged around op-shops for the perfect spare-change dress.
Moving to the city at 21; I got a proper job (complete with salary) and with it my first credit card. The couple of years I spent in the city could probably be summed up as one big online shopping experience – parcels arriving every other day and lunch hours spent franticly trying to find the perfect dress. I had a few close encounters with debt, one incident of credit card theft, and dozens of phone calls with irate customer service girls.
Basically, for years I have been a hoarder of clothes; that one friend who you can always count on to lend you a dress and probably matching accessories and shoes as well (and then not notice that they are even missing). I have so much, and yet I continue to buy more.
Then this year, I discovered minimalism.

Websites like The Minimalists, The Nife and Into Mind preach the benefits of living with less, cutting out clutter and material possessions; as well as curating a small wardrobe of quality pieces which follow a certain colour pallet and style idea. Definitely an idea I love, but one that is considerably harder to put into practice. While reading about wardrobe curation, style proportions and colour palates has definitely helped me refine my style, it hasn’t had much of an impact on my shopping habits. Even a recent change in town and job hasn’t put a damper on how many times per day my credit card details are entered into some online boutique – I’m starting to worry I’m a lost cause.
 

I've been trying all year to start a blog - to turn over a new leaf and stop shopping, start saving, curate my wardrobe and my life - but every time I get started I run out of steam after one post. This is probably largely due to the fact that I'm trying to present myself as the person I want to be perceived as, rather than the person I am.

So, here's to honest blogging and (hopefully) style evolution and fashion epiphanies.

Fingers crossed I can keep this up! 💕