Having mentioned it in passing yesterday, I thought I would use one of these stories to make a point. It is set in one of those multi fitting rooms that some stores set up for the Sale period, in order to maximise the cattle feeling of the whole affair(delightful). So our Heroine enters with a few bits and gamely tries them on, keeping a few and rejecting many but when it comes to getting ready to leave, she sees her skirt heading towards the door on someone else's arm?
"Excuse me, that's my skirt, ha ha."
The reply was somewhat confusing, "You took it off and didn't want it. I do! So it's mine now!"
"No I mean it is genuinely my skirt, I own it!"
"No you don't."
"Yes I do, I bought it a month ago, it's actually mine."
This surprisingly went on for sometime culminating in a tug of war and some very ugly words, which I won't bore you with.
But the most telling thing is that this individual could not tell the difference between a skirt from H&M and a luxury branded item. Is this because there is no difference or because her sense of competition made her feel that she had snatched it from someone else's grasp and as a result it had become a beacon of her own bargain hunting?
This isn't added value as the fog will lift and then that shiny cup of glory will become a slightly tarnished tankard of guilt, because these are not the items we wear.
The sale purchases that are great successes are those that are purchased without intention, not because of price but because of love. All clothes or to be honest fashion in general should not be reflective of price, you should buy things because they enhance your life, not because they are cheap or on trend, but because they make you feel or look better.
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