I was talking shopping with the girl who was shaping my brows. We were chatting casually, as you do, in that artificial, intimate bubble. I told her about my year long no new clothes commitment. She thought I was slightly (admirably) nuts.
“I need new clothes,” she said immediately and then she paused “well, maybe I don’t but I’m bored with what I have.”
Ah, there is the crux of it really. One of the big issues with the no clothes commitment. Once the virtue of it all subsides, it is kind of boring. Read more