swoon worthy dress via Net-A-Porter
In the interest of full disclosure, I have to admit there are very few instances when I actually need new clothes... (You know "need" them in the truest, dictionary definition sense of the word, not the heart palpitation accompanied, lust-like illusion of need...)
Sure there have been a few moments, such as post-pregnancy, when new clothes were genuinely warranted. (Trust me, there really is a limit on the number of times you can wash a single pair of yoga pants.) But for the most part, for me, clothes purchasing has been of the "want" variety.
Actually it's bigger than simply desire, it's a bit of an obsession really...this sense that there's a perfect outfit out there for every activity/event, one that would impart a sort of transformative effect on the occasion on which I'm wearing it. Mind you, it doesn't matter if there are several perfectly appropriate options already hanging in my closet (ones that no one at said event has ever seen even), no, the perfect outfit has to be new to qualify.
All that said, I have resisted many a new top, dress, etc... over the past 50 days or so, regardless of the occasion. (I haven't fallen off the wagon yet, despite my recent purchase.) So now for the real test. One of my closest friends is having a wedding party in a few weeks at an idyllic park in Austin. They'll be peacocks roaming and a zydeco band playing, and well, doesn't this seem like just the perfect occasion to need a new dress?
But despite the event falling well outside my spending hiatus, I've decided to continue my march toward frugality and wear one of my existing frocks... In fact, I might even take something I already own to the tailor and have it re-worked a bit (Uncle Beefy, consider this my eco-post for the day) for the illusion of newness.
But if I was going to buy something new (and if money were no object, this is fantasy after all), I would like to wear this Matthew Williamson lovely, as I think it would be right at home with those peacocks...
Sure there have been a few moments, such as post-pregnancy, when new clothes were genuinely warranted. (Trust me, there really is a limit on the number of times you can wash a single pair of yoga pants.) But for the most part, for me, clothes purchasing has been of the "want" variety.
Actually it's bigger than simply desire, it's a bit of an obsession really...this sense that there's a perfect outfit out there for every activity/event, one that would impart a sort of transformative effect on the occasion on which I'm wearing it. Mind you, it doesn't matter if there are several perfectly appropriate options already hanging in my closet (ones that no one at said event has ever seen even), no, the perfect outfit has to be new to qualify.
All that said, I have resisted many a new top, dress, etc... over the past 50 days or so, regardless of the occasion. (I haven't fallen off the wagon yet, despite my recent purchase.) So now for the real test. One of my closest friends is having a wedding party in a few weeks at an idyllic park in Austin. They'll be peacocks roaming and a zydeco band playing, and well, doesn't this seem like just the perfect occasion to need a new dress?
But despite the event falling well outside my spending hiatus, I've decided to continue my march toward frugality and wear one of my existing frocks... In fact, I might even take something I already own to the tailor and have it re-worked a bit (Uncle Beefy, consider this my eco-post for the day) for the illusion of newness.
But if I was going to buy something new (and if money were no object, this is fantasy after all), I would like to wear this Matthew Williamson lovely, as I think it would be right at home with those peacocks...
