Happy & Healthy

CONFESSION: I WAS A BINGE SHOPPER

I practically murdered my closet. But really. Two days ago I was sick of it. It drove me mad that the thing would no longer shut properly, threw everything that was inside on the floor and said to my boy: “I’m getting rid of everything. All of it.”

Okay, not everything, but holy guacamole, a lot more than I thought. About four tenths of the things that were in my closet disappeared into garbage bags. On their way to a new life. My god, the amount of trash I had managed to collect. Things I never wear, or better yet: things I had never even touched. I found brown skirt from VILA three sizes too small – all along the lines of ‘one day I’ll fit into this’. Yeah, sure Kieks, like that was ever really going to happen. Then there’s a bunch of crap from Zara that I got during discount season with the excuse ‘for when I’m ever in a sunny destination’. Fail.

”The most hysterical thing I found was a feathered dress from H&M which resembles a costume for anyone on Sesame Street.”

Then I look at my outdated jeans. A top with a hole in it yet I struggle ditching. The time is right my friend, time for us to go on two separate paths, sorry. The most hysterical thing I found was a feathered dress from H&M which resembles a costume for anyone on Sesame Street. My boy can’t contain his laughter. “Kiki, seriously though. WHY the heck did you ever buy that thing?! Did you really think you would ever wear it?” “Yeah, I don’t know. Perhaps some day. At a festival or so. Or a costume party.”

When I looked at the floor, I saw a pile of about eighty different items of clothing. All things I bought the past six months. One item uglier, unpractical or newer than the other. Never again. Hi, my name is Kiki and I am a binge shopper. Shopping is my drug. And just like drugs, the elated feeling quickly disappears. Hence the reason I kept buying new things. Well, it’s time to put an end to all that binge shopping. Although when I tell people I now have a ton of space left in my closet, they keep saying to me: “That means you have space for new things!” Yikes guys, they do make a point…