You Cant Always Get What You Want...

… It's true. You can't. I think sometimes, okay maybe MOST of the time, I choose to forget that basic principle. It's not that I'm made of money, or have a sugar daddy, an endless income, or a tree that grows money in my backyard (in a perfect world I’d have all of the above). I just choose to live a lifestyle that costs a little, ok a lot, more than I can afford. It's because of this, that as 2010 rolled around, and everyone was ringing in the New Year with excitement and enthusiasm I found myself in front of my computer about to login to THE most dreaded website on my favorites list.... wellsfargo.com. I rarely log onto my online bank account, I don’t know if it’s due to the butterflies, sweaty palms, and nausea I feel every time I start to type in my login and password or just the simple fact that the numbers are ALWAYS lower than I expect, but those account summaries are the last thing I want to view. When they popped up on the screen on January 1 I was hit with a large dose of reality. I am not a millionaire, I am not well-off. In fact, I am not even considered financially stable…. The fact of the matter is I am a 25 year old girl, with credit card debt, a high rent, a moderate paying job and a terrible terrible addiction to shopping.


This first week of 2010 has not been kind to my bank account. A 400 dollar towing expense along a series of other unfortunate events and an end of 2009 trip to Vegas have left me in the red financially. I have been forced to examine myself, my life, and come face to face with my horrible spending habits….and let me tell you it’s NOT pretty. So keeping in line with the idea of starting fresh in a new year I have set a challenge for myself.

90 days.

90 days of fasting from shopping. NO new clothes, NO new shoes. I am confining myself to the limits of my closet. That tiny space, already filled to the brim, housing hidden treasures (and plenty of skeletons as well) is my only source of fashion for the next 3 months. Just thinking about it leaves me with a bout of anxiety.

Most of my friends have called me crazy, psycho, or completely insane for trying to do this. I agree, this is going to be hard, masochistic perhaps. But a journey all the same. One I would like for you to join me on. So for the next 90 days I ask that you hold me accountable, help keep me sane, and give me encouragement, prayers, and hope that I can make it though. I may not be able to always get what I want….but here’s to hoping, that if I try (really reallllllly hard), I might just find I’ll get what I NEED.

Xo

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Day one outfit is above... as well as ideas on how you can recreate it. My shirt is from target but most likely no longer available.