photo of Jayne by Nabile Quenum
Since my spurrit is leading me to focus more on financial matters, I’m sharing my new guidelines for buying clothes:
- Buy only what you absolutely love
- Buy only what you are willing to take proper care of (hand washing, mending, maintenance, repair, etc)
- Buy only what you know you will wear at least 30 times
- Buy only with your own money (not Visa’s, not Master Card’s, not AmEx’s…)
- Ask yourself “what could I do with the money if I didn’t spend it?”
Why new guidelines? Because saving money has become more important than buying clothes. They’re fun to look at, try on, and play with, but ultimately, they aren’t improving my life in any tangible way.
I’m starting to wonder why I thought they ever would.
After reading this article and starting the book The More of Less, I’m curious as to why having all these clothes became so important in the first place. When did it become worth all of the pollution, destruction, exploitation, and death to look good for people that I don’t know?
It seems like the trend is to consider the question of worth in regard to makeup, but I feel like it should be extended to fashion, tech gadgets that need to be upgraded every year, and every other consumer good we’ve been made to feel we need to buy in order to be…what exactly? A modern person? Up on the latest? Living our best lives?
Are we really?
I’m convinced that we aren’t. I’m not sure we know what we actually want out of our lives and how all of this stuff fits in. I know I don’t. What’s certain is that we are making a few people incredibly rich and those incredibly rich few people aren’t doing a whole lot with that wealth to better the lives of the people on the lowest rungs of the supply chain. Meanwhile, we all continue to work jobs to pay bills that ensure this stuff is housed and cared for or paid for (with interest!) after we’ve already gotten bored with it.
What could that money be doing instead of sitting unused in the closet, boxed up for Goodwill, paying back creditors, or at the bottom of some junk drawer? I wonder.