05 Jan Nothing New 2016
For those of you who know me, you know that I love to shop – I live to shop. I shop for myself, I shop for others, I shop for a living as a stylist and store owner…it’s what I do, it’s what I’ve always done, and I unlike many others I love, love, love it. But what some of you may not know is that it’s become a bit of a compulsion and an addiction for me. I am a constant and belligerent consumer. Even though I’m not bankrupting my family or putting anyone at risk, it is unhealthy for me and has become something about myself I feel compelled to change.
Part of my store “life of manek” is devoted to selling vintage clothing and repurposing old fur coats (in addition to new Canadian jewelry and apothecary lines). While I have always loved and worn vintage and second-hand, what I have really come to believe is that we collectively have a responsibility to shop second hand. There are so many pieces of clothing, accessories, furniture, (the list goes on) that can be reused – that should be reused. We owe it to our planet, our families and ourselves to halt the massive consumption and curb the cult of “newness”.
I am issuing a huge challenge to myself in 2016. That challenge is to “buy nothing new”. What does this mean? Quite simply: I will buy no new clothing, or household goods for myself for the entire calendar year. Can I buy from a consignment store if I need a dress for an event? Absolutely! Can I buy a second-hand kitchen appliance when my dishwasher finally dies? Damn right! Will I have to host a clothing swap when I run out of socks? Probably. And while I am not officially including my 2 year-old son in this challenge, I can tell you that pretty much 95% of his stuff is second hand already – I only really buy his socks and underwear new.
I hope that I will become more creative and accountable about how I spend my money.
I hope that I can inspire and educate others how to actually to buy less “new” and still not sacrifice on style or function. At the end of the day don’t we all want more money in our pockets and less guilt on our shoulders?
With love and compassion,