On the heels of my musings on fashion vs. voluntary simplicity/ethical spending, I found myself in a department store, tempted by the that most heinous of four letter words: S-A-L-E. Hypocritical? Indeed, but do not let it be said that I am not honest about my hypocrisy.
I am also honest about my ability to rationalize nearly all bad behaviour (of my own) -- inlcuding the purchase of madras plaid shoes for $9.99 (before my employee discount, thankyouverymuch!). You have all agreed that a key component to Dump the Frump is great shoes and accessories. And while I would typically dismiss a madras plaid garment as too preppy for my taste, I find these shoes to be the perfect blend of whimsy and irony!
So I lay my sinful soul before my fellow Wardrobe Refashionitas, my fellow Frump Dumpers, and my fellow Voluntary Simplifiers and ask, not only for forgiveness for, but for an understanding of my wicked ways at the sale rack.
What is that parable about not judging a person until you have walked a mile in their shoes? Just try not to scuff the heels or dirty the fabric -- you know the shite shoe repair shop situation in these parts. Thanks.
Cross posted here.