Okay, whether you've read my past blog Confessions of a Shopaholic (from August 4, 2014) or you just know me very well, it's rather apparent that I, Zoë Cardinal-Wyant, have an inexplicable, irrevocable, insatiable want, need and adoration for clothing. I can't stress this enough. I won't go into detail, for it's already been explained in the previously mentioned entry. However, I'm bringing this up again to illustrate the recent problems that I've been struggling with here in Aix.
I never thought that basically living out of a suitcase for a year would be that difficult. I figured it would take some getting used to, but wouldn't be a problem. But there is a problem. I cannot get used to it.
In my eyes, you can only wear the same outfit about ten times before it's just expired. Actually, I don't think I've ever worn an outfit ten times back in the states. You just get bored of the same freaking shirt worn with the same freaking pants and, "oh maybe I'll add a scarf" does not give the outfit a brand new identity. It's still the same shirt and jeans. And not only does it get boring, but it gets worn out! I'm actually wearing out my clothes! My favorite black cardigan now has holes in the armpits. I've gone through two white cardigans already...actually anything that used to be white is no longer so. I've also already had to buy a new pair of black boots because the ones I had when I came here essentially fell apart.
"Zoë. why don't you just go buy more clothes?" The obvious answer is, "I can't afford to." Sure I've made a few H&M trips but I'll never be able to duplicate my beloved wardrobe at home. Not to mention the fact that I have to take all of this stuff back with me in 6 months.
I'm just not cut out for living without options. I miss having a choice in what to wear. Seems like a stupid thing to miss, but it's real to me!
Also- I'm aware of how selfish I sound. I know that there are people in the world who literally only have one outfit to wear. But I'd be lying to you if I said I wasn't bothered by my current wardrobe size. I feel bad complaining, but it's the truth.
Another addition- I'd never judge someone else who chooses to wear the same things over and over. Seriously, you do you. You go Glenn Coco. I am just not comfortable with doing that myself.
In conclusion, I'm adding the opening scene of the movie Confessions of a Shopaholic for you to watch and maybe you'll get where I'm coming from.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGcs_WX9Exc
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