my sister gave me this pillow when I was 16 and it has defined my existence – maybe I can just blame her for my obsession
This is not a nightmare. This is an absolutely, 100% fact filled post of my current reality. Pinky swear.
It’s fall. Almost winter, really.
And what is making me dizzy dizzy dizzy is an intense need to fill up my closet with new jackets and new boots. Why is there all this room in my closets you might ask? Well, I made a rather calculated decision a couple of months back to store up 3/4 of my house with the intention of staging it. What I did not anticipate, in a zillion years, is that while I slaved to fill up 3 pods of boxes in thirty degree heat during the wonderful summer months is that we would not be able to find a house to buy. (I will leave that for another post, probably a 3 part series seeing as it’s been about 4 months,.)
I am not ashamed to say I am a full on jacket and boot SL_T. I may not be ready to go full on potty, but I will say that four letter word describes my relationship with those items PERFECTLY!!! So while I had no issue packing up boxes of boots and coats cuz I was so damn sure we would be getting ready to settle in to a new abode come November, I am now stuck with empty closets and only 2 (well maybe 4) pairs of boots to deal with. As the days of dwindling temperatures and the odd snowflake are upon us, I am in pure panic and winter ware withdrawal. My cold appropriate wardrobe is enjoying a climate controlled vacation and is only accessible at $150 bux a visit.
Now I will confess to a little secret. Well not so little if you knew me and were around while I was packing up all those boxes. One very popular subject that was belabored over and over and yes over again, was my obsession with shoes as well as a couple of other things. The few people in my inner circle that were actually allowed to help me pack all my stuff were a little gobsmacked at the number of boots I had, for instance. (If I’m being really honest also falling into this category were the number of kitchen gadgets, china, serving ware and craft related items I possessed. Clothes too. Specialty soaps from hotels, you get the idea, and yes, there have been a couple of interventions.)
So now as I begin to itch and twitch to get my winter fashion on, I find myself in a bit of a pickle.
What is this now? Some karmic test of wills? A sick joke from the universe? Winter is here and I got nothin’. Do I bite it and buy more? There are literally a team of people waiting to jump me should I bring one more bag of newly bought anything into this house.
Well as I ponder my conundrum, I sit and surf the net and vicariously experience some beautiful fashion porn from a couple of my all time favorite places. Here are a couple of videos that have captured my obsession.
Bring some tissue to wipe the drool and possibly dab away at a few tears of unabashed longing and a glass of wine to dull the pain.
Did I say intervention? I’ll have to let you know how I do over the coming weeks – maybe we should start a betting pool to see just how long I can go without.