I couldn't think of another title, and now it's comically long, or I'm just laughing because I'm extremely sleep deprived. It's probably that.
Okay. Three years in, and I officially need to have a stream of consciousness post about clothes. I love clothes a lot. You'll probably have noticed that if you're here from Polyvore, or you know, if you've been reading for a few weeks. I love clothes, but I'm at a point where my bank account and closet just can't keep up with my own personal taste. If you found me from Polyvore, you've probably picked up on that too. I've also been thinking about fast fashion a lot lately, and how it's unnecessarily wasteful. I'm not here to go on and on, or tell you what to do, know that, but it's something I can't stop thinking about.
I recently ordered a couple dresses, and they were pretty cheap. Like, really cheap. A large part of me knew that the pieces wouldn't be the best, but when they arrived, I was still so unbelievably disappointed. The fit wasn't right for one, and that's a completely different topic, but the quality was horrible. I honestly haven't worn either pieces yet, because the idea of putting them on my body makes me feel itchy and claustrophobic. It's just not happening.
Over the last few years, I've had too many issues with clothes falling apart. I've got dresses with holes in them, and tops with frayed hems, and I know it's because I'm buying things that aren't meant to last. I'm not made of money, at all. I go shopping about once a year, because that's all I can afford to do, so when I do my "annual shop" (ew), I panic, and I feel like I have to buy as much as I can for the money I've got, and then the problem repeats itself. Most of the pressure stems from blogging, and wanting to keep up and express my personal style, because I really do love doing it, but I just don't understand how other bloggers keep it up.
Now, not everything I own is terrible. The pieces in the photos above are great quality. They're well made, and they can handle the wear and tear of being on my clumsy body. My point is that I think it's time to start phasing out the shit pieces, and deal with saving up for better quality. The price is the main problem, but I think it's time to test the expensive equals quality theory. I want to buy bigger names, because we all do, be real, but I'd really like to find independent designers to support as well. When I get into a position where I can actually do this, it'll be great. But it will take time.
Blog wise, this might mean I'll probably be doing fewer outfit posts, which is honestly upsetting. There are only so many combinations of the same pieces I can feature without hating myself. I've got to figure out something new to do. I keep it clear that I want to use my own photos for content most of the time, and just know that all photos are taken by me unless stated otherwise. It's a work in progress, but I think the personal style category of this blog will expand a little bit in a new direction soon.