- I hate clothes shopping.
- There is an overwhelming overabundance of clothing that I do not like and would never wear. There will be no polyester in heaven. (I am seriously self-editing my word choices here, and I sincerely hope you appreciate that.)
- I should not buy it if I don’t love it, because then I will not wear it. It is unlikely that I will love anything that is hanging on a 70% off rack. But. Not impossible. 70% off can help to kindle love.
- Trying things on is exhausting.
- If I ever do find something that is both comfortable and nice looking, I should buy it, almost regardless of cost. The rarity of these items protects the budget intrinsically.
- Sometimes I do buy things that I do not love, mainly because I spent the better part of the day pulling things on and off my body in an attempt to find some decent clothes. After awhile things stratify into categories: despicable, blech, ho-hum, possible and not-too-bad. Sometimes after a longer while, not-too-bad turns into Pretty Good, and I buy it.
- Sometimes something I bought turns out to be better than I expected, a favorite item. Then I wear it over and over until it has appeared in an embarrassing number of Facebook photos, at which time I try to retire it to unobtrusive Saturday afternoons.
Me in a dressing room
in a maxi dress
that I did not buy
because I felt ridiculous in it.