I think I can, I think I can….

I was going through an over stuffed box of receipts last night and couldn’t help but  take in the bundle of receipts from the various shopping excursions I had been on before this fashion fast began. The receipts were remnants of a time when I hopped from store to store in search of the perfect “something”. There was no denying my shopping habit when I sifted through that box last night. There it was staring me right in the face. From the Ann Taylor Loft receipt documenting the “must have” cream colored ruffled blouse for $17.99 to the Kate Spade camel colored patent leather pumps for $299.00… it was just one thin paper receipt after another tracking small, medium and large purchases over the years. As I was sifting through the box, I found myself hoping that the next receipt would show something meaningful and evoke a positive feeling or a sweet memory. However, the deeper I dug, the emptier I felt. It gave me a sinking feeling in my stomach. And then the thought occured to me, "what if I never went on this fashion fast?" What if my run-away fashion train that logged hundreds of miles in far off lands like Bloomingdales, JCrew, Anthropologie, Off-5th, Century 21 and more never stopped to take inventory on myself or my closet? What if it never ran out of steam?

Each day there has been some kind of reminder of my past behavior and the time I spent focusing on shopping. Last night it was the box of receipts, this morning it was the Coach ballet shoes that are half a size too small that I never should have purchased and tomorrow, well tomorrow I'm hoping the reminders eventually end. I'm thinking that the train I transferred over to, A.K.A the Fashion Fast Train, is heading in a healthier direction. I believe that the remnants of my previous shopping behavior will eventually start to decrease. Don't get me wrong, they have been nice wake-up calls and constant reminders that I'm doing the right thing by taking a break.

While I know this fashion fast train is slowing down and coming to an end on January 22nd, I do believe it has been heading in the right direction....I know I can, I know I can!

Miss F.