My husband recently saved up some money and generously asked me what I wanted. I really thought about it and said nothing actually. And I wasn’t even lying. (Actually I am lying, I didn’t really want anything but I still said ‘a bag’ – I am obsessed with bags. I have been looking at a particular bag for the last three months or so but haven’t picked it up yet. But moral of the story – when someone offers alway say yes.)
Now, of course there are a million things I want. Or think I want. But when I actually think about it seriously, its nothing I can’t live without and nothing I will miss. I am now older and have gone through all the weird shopping phases – don’t worry we will be talking about that at length – and now I am quite satisfied with my wardrobe and with adding a few pieces here and there.
The one thing I am tired of doing is mindless shopping.
This wasn’t always the case. I was a complete shopaholic when I was younger. During high school Satarupa and I spent hours in New Market and Park Street (in Kolkata) scouring book shops and buying second hand books. We were complete addicts. We spent hours after school just snooping around bookshops and laughing over Cosmopolitan magazines. And we carried home stacks of books everyday. Then a little later we moved onto clothes at New Market and Shreeram Arcade. Man, did we buy some ugly stuff!
I recently started thinking about my shopping habits when I realised that I needed a pair of jeans. (You may have seen and heard me crying about trying to find jeans on our Instagram stories.) The last pair of jeans I bought were when I moved to London since I barely wore jeans in Bombay, so that was about four years ago. Then I realised that the last time I shopped was when Bidisha was in London in January – which is a major improvement for someone who shopped monthly if not weekly.
The one thing I want to be more proactive about is buying better quality clothes, but not as often. Environmental impact aside, this is also for very selfish reasons. One, I don’t have place in my tiny home and two, honestly don’t have the energy to drag out every top and tee from the end of my closet to choose what to wear.
And last but not the least, shopping is not fun anymore. Its exhausting, frustrating and never fulfilling. I would have spent a lot more money and enjoyed shopping a lot more if retailers made clothes for real women but of course, that doesn’t seem to be happening anytime soon. So yes, I, Anisha Kohli, a die-hard fashion fan and self-proclaimed fashion blogger have given up on shopping.
And I will say thanks and bye on that note. Also, I am trying to get rid of my winter and spring outfits as soon as possible since summer is here! Its so good to finally see the sun. What a relief.
But I would like to know what everyone else’s experience is – how does a shopping trip go for you? Do you usually enjoy it? I am interested in hearing from people whose attitude towards shopping has changed. Lets chat – put your comments below or chat on Twitter, Facebook or Instagram or email us put your email below and you are signed up.
Photos by DJ.