obsession, broken down
Rag & Bone spring/summer 2011, shot by Gianni Pucci for Style.com
A top I had been admiring has been slashed to near-bargain levels in the Net-a-Porter sale, and for the past two days I have been resisting buying it, because of the desire to just enjoy the clothes in my wardrobe, and I really don't want more stuff.
I came dangerously close to caving in several times. Internet shopping is evil like that, you can do it any time you are in front of the computer, with minimal physical effort and no friend nearby to restrain you. I had made what I consider level-headed arguments each time talking myself out of it, but the siren call always came back.
I finally shook free of the obsession when I realised what kept coming back to haunt me - that I would regret not buying it. I've had these moments when I felt despair over a missed opportunity -a certain pair of flats, a bag. I know this isn't a groundbreaking revelation, but I hadn't realised I was among those who felt this way about stuff.
I guess I won't know for sure if I will regret giving up on the top, but when I got down to thinking about it, for every one thing I sorely regret not buying, there usually about fifty others I forgot without a second thought. So probability is on my side, and let's face it, something new will come along to haunt my mind and test my will again.
Picture from style.com