Time to lay down the law on shopping
Shannon’s six-year shorts quest is a success
WOMEN’S shopping habits are a real mystery to me. And yes I am a woman who shops.
I’ve always known I am prone to questionable decision making when it comes to shopping for clothes.
There seems to be a few key areas that trip me up.
THE SALE PANIC BUY
We all love a good sale but much like a couple of drinks can cloud your decision making, clothes that you don’t really like can become very attractive when half the price is knocked off.
It’s resulted ownership of questionable outfits I have worn once which are then relegated to the back of the cupboard until I’ve missed one too many washing days and have to draw on them in desperation.
THE TREND BUY
Yes jumpsuits are logistically a nightmare unless you have ladies-in-waiting to help you in and out of them. But everyone is wearing them and I must too.
THE LOW-SELF ESTEEM BUY
Unable to bear the thought of one more too-tight outfit I go the opposite way and buy clothes a size too big. It’s good in the moment because not fitting in to the bigger size strokes the ego. But down the track when that new $200 dress looks like a sack, well the retail regret comes in.
THE ASPIRATIONAL BUY
This is on the opposite side of the spectrum – buying clothes that are too small with the goal of eventually fitting in to the them. I’ve practised this poor shopping strategy several times though it’s been successful on only a few occasions.
In my most recent clothes cull I discovered a pair of shorts I have never worn. Still with tags and all to remind me how much they were worth.
I bought them in February 2012 but they were too small. Classic aspirational purchase. They were also on special so the sale panic buy was also a motivator. A perfect storm for the irrational shopper.
Over the years I have considered getting rid of them because frankly, my aspirations were in over-drive the day I bought them. They were at least two sizes too small.
But having still paid a pretty penny for them despite the sales, I could never let them go.
This time I laid down the law to myself and decided if I put them on and they didn’t fit (likely) they were gone.
Fortunately, after months a hard work at the gym, these small and expensive shorts finally fit me. Was a pair of plain but expensive navy shorts worth carting around to seven different houses in three different towns over the course of six years? I’d suggest not.
But when I finally manage to squeeze into them I was definitely giving the aspirational/sale panic buyer in me a huge high five. Definitely a great purchase!
The cupboard is full yet there’s nothing to wear...or is it just me who feels that way?