
In my line of work, we do year-end summaries, appraisals, and reviews, and I thought it best to extend that here on my blog as I end the year.
This doesn’t mean re-reading all the individual entries, but rather assessing the year as a whole and gleaning something from it. And since this blog reflects the emotions behind the year I didn’t shop, I hope that the ‘something’ gleaned relates to my review of those emotions regarding shopping and buying clothes and accessories.
So here goes:
The year I didn’t shop, I wore everything in my closet except a summer silk dress and a fancy sleeveless cocktail dress. I took better care of my shoes and boots with high-end polish, cedar inserts, and shoe bags (thanks to a special someone who gave me his extras) and I wore my dressy shoes more than a couple of times. I repaired belts and used all those pretty handbags that I’d accumulated and kept on display. I even returned a belt to Timberland that broke (twice!) despite being less than 3 years old. (And Timberland sent me a brand-new belt that I gave to my sister!) I felt proud, happy, desperate, frustrated and deprived at various times, as well as ashamed that all these possessions would produce those feelings.
The year I didn't shop, I didn’t lose my job or my apartment (although both remain at risk for 2009). Coming to terms with those near misses (especially when friends and co-workers have lost their jobs and may be moving away) has brought feelings of fear and guilt. This year I did lose my lovely cat companion of 16 years and I still cry when I think of him. This also brought me feelings of guilt (did I do enough for him?) mixed with the sadness and loss.
The year I didn't shop, I wore braces on my teeth. (I bought a juicer to avoid starving to death and dare the world to consider this purchase anything other than a medical necessity.) Wearing braces this year brought up more feelings of deprivation and shame - I sacrificed the joy of eating to the vanity of wanting a prettier smile. Sadly, I did not get my braces off for xmas as I'd wished and so this deprivation continues.
The year I didn't shop, I discovered all sorts of people and groups in the blogosphere and real world, where not shopping, shopping green/environmentally correct, making clothes, swapping clothes, and buying used clothes is a way of life. This discovery reminded me that all readers, whether of books, blogs or poetry, make a writer’s work their own by interpreting and extending their life into their reading. While my examination this year represented a different journey than that of these groups and people, they accepted me (for a time) as one of their own. Rather than feeling a sense of belonging with these groups, I felt like a fraud. But then, all writers are a bit fraudulent – we create stories and scenarios that don’t necessarily exist anywhere but in our heads and hearts. (That's why it's called 'fiction' Messrs. Rosenblat and Frey, and not 'memoirs'.)
The year I didn't shop, I also found that the people who followed my journey cared about me. And that made me feel loved. That feeling rises above all the others and makes this year, shopping hiatus and the blackfridayblues blog all worthwhile for me. Thank you all for that.
I hope that 2009 brings all of us more of that feeling.



