I’ve been doing relatively well with the beginning stages of my fashion cleanse and pushed the envelope even further yesterday. It was a test of sorts and it shockingly worked. I had it in my mind that I just needed one more thing – shoes – for my vacation, from J. Crew, and if you know J.Crew in Canada, the stores are rare – there are only four in the GTA, two of which are too far away. We’ll just say that J. Crew and me are like Gollum and the ring from Lord of the Rings….my preccciousssssss! I covet almost everything in the store.
On a beautiful sunny Tuesday, I headed into Downtown Toronto for some customer appointments and on my lunch hour, decided to stroll over to The Eaton Centre. Nope, couldn’t do things small scale, like the local mall, I had to head straight into one of the largest fashion centres in the GTA.
How is that for a test of will?
I was determined, oh so determined to stride straight into J.Crew and spend money. I had to buy something, anything! My need for fashion had taken over my deprived brain, I was on auto spend pilot. Into J.Crew I went, looking at all the pretty new spring arrivals and straight over to the “vacation shop” as they so fittingly call it. I picked up a beautiful fuchsia cashmere V-neck sweater, next I tried on the perfect straw hat, I carefully eyed two very different teal blue shorts before choosing one out of the pile to try on. Uh oh! It didn’t stop there, oh no, I found a cotton pencil skirt that had been on my wish list for a month….try it, try it, try it, my brain pleaded. Oh all right, I suppose it won’t hurt.
Into the fitting room I went, ecstatic that I had found two items that I previously had no need for…remember I went in for shoes, not shorts or skirts. I tried on the shorts…and something interesting happened…I hated them! I questioned for the first time in the store, what the hell I was doing – to myself of course, in my head.
Ack! Those striped shorts make my hips look bigger than they already are….yuck! Next up, the skirt, on it went, oh, it was pretty but again something strange happened. My mind said why would you buy this when the waist doesn’t fit right…why don’t you wait until you have the money and you slim down a bit more from your exercise plan? Hmmmm….yes, why don’t I?
I left the items hanging, right there in the fitting room, abandoned, like an old pair of sneakers past their prime. It was not over yet…my mind had to toy with me a bit more…check the sale rack! What!? What happened to Quality over Quantity? I’ll just end up with some crappy, tried on too many times piece of last season crap.
And with that, I left the store….and headed straight into Coach!
This roller coaster ride isn’t over yet. I walked in and out so fast, the sales woman barely had time to say hello to me. Like a bolt of lightning, not seeing what I wanted, I fled from the store. Lingering too long would only prove bad for my wallet.
With that, I left the mall abruptly without a glance at any of the other stores. I was proud of myself for surviving a trip to the mall and for the change in thought process.
I am now able to talk myself out of unnecessary purchases.
The next step? Talking myself out of going to the mall altogether. It was a great Tuesday. That, my friends is one of the side effects of a fashion cleanse.
What’s your story? Have you been able to talk yourself out of buying things?