I like to think that you can never wear or buy enough clothes. So watch out Rebecca Bloomwood, here is what I’m calling a shopaholic wardrobe.
You know that thing when you see someone cute and he smiles and your heart kind of goes like warm butter sliding down hot toast? Well, that’s what it’s like when I see a store. Only it’s better.
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When I got my first job at age 16, it was a garden centre. Which makes me laugh as I hate bugs and mud, but that whole different story. Anyway, when I got my first paycheck my parents said to me that now I’m earning money, I can spend It how I want, it was my money.
Oh, I was also told, that I can now buy clothes for myself. That was when I started to believe in magic and the calling power of the plastic.
Every Saturday I would go to my high street and treat myself to a new dress or a new jacket because you know I been a good girl so I deserved a treat.
And that was how it was for a good few years, I spent my Saturday buying clothes and telling myself I needed that. As a girl can never have enough of anything.
It safe to say, I became obsessed with fashion and clothes. I soon left home and I eventually took up a lot of the storage space, leaving poor Richard to a tiny cardboard by the front door.
When we bought our home, I finally had a room where I could spread out and have my own walk-in wardrobe. So we (well him really, as I just sat there and told him what to do) built 3 wardrobes and that was my space for all the clothes I own.
At the last count, I now have over 350 dresses hanging up and more in drawers and corner places. Yes, I have quite a lot. When I show people my shopaholic wardrobe, they always ask if I throw anything out?
The absurd of the idea! I would never throw any of clothes. I earned it – so I have the right to admire them and to wear it.
I thought I would show you what a shopaholic wardrobe look like…so far. I like to add, who knows what size or items I will have in a few years’ time?
As I said at the beginning, I’m sure I could give Rebecca Bloomwood a run for her money when it comes to a shopaholic wardrobe.