I got my new phone cover in the mail today!
I was so excited when it came. I'm still excited actually.
Part of it probably has to do with the fact that I successfully bid and won it on ebay. [my first ebay purchase, hooray for technology!]
Another part could be that it was only $7.50, and it didn't have any shipping charges. [I was trained to love a good deal.]
It could also have to do with it being bright green and black zebra print.
But I think mainly it's that it's new. And it's me. That's why I am so excited.
When I was 5 I appreciated everything. Dinner, time with family, material items, you name it I was supposed to respect the privilege of having it. I did so willingly for a while, and make no mistake of it, I was lucky enough to never go without or get the "kids are starving in Africa so eat your rice" speech. I was just told I was lucky, and I understood some how. I'm afraid of rice by the way, so I am super grateful my mom didn't force me to eat it.
As I got older everything became about clothes. I wanted brands and I wanted them in as high of a volume as possible. I wouldn't say that I was trying to impress anyone with my clothing choices, I just liked certain things. And I liked the statement that I felt like I was making. "I am cool, whether you agree or not." I let my clothes do the talking instead of me.
Then I had a "break through". Loving clothes and material possessions was wrong and I shouldn't want them. Oh boy. That was a mistake, and a painful one at that. I felt like a bad Christian for walking by my favorite store and wanting to go in and buy a new dress or shirt. or sunglasses. or purse. whatever. "How could I be so selfish to want another skirt when there are people getting mugged for their shoes? what is wrong with me?" Now I feel it's important to say that I was not[as much as it may sound like it] a raging shopaholic. haha. I just liked clothes. I liked the way I felt in them. I worked to find great prices. I could go on for a while about how much I enjoyed american eagle and hollister[I regret that], but it's unneccesary as I feel like my point has been shown.
Anywhich. I have since come to realize that it is not wrong for me to enjoy clothes, purses, rings, phone covers, etc. as long as I do not put them ahead of the things in my life that count. I have found a happy medium between hating material possessions and loving that one bag just a little to much. I'd say I'm closest to my 5 year old age of being grateful for my pillow, and my book, and my mommy, and my neighboor, and that we had mashed potatos with dinner.[Do you remember when prayers were that simple?] I am fortunate to have the clothes I'm wearing right now, and I value them, but I also feel good wearing them.
When I recieve a compliment about something I'm wearing I take it as a compliment about myself. This is why:
The way a person dresses reflects their personality and soul.
Think about it. What you put on your body makes a statement about who you are, and what you care about. Whether you like it or not. Even by "not caring about clothes" you make a statement about yourself. Personally, when I buy a new dress I am over the moon. Not because it's the cool thing right now, but because its a new expression of myself and I can't wait to wear it.
I today I got a new phone cover in the mail. It's a new expression of me.
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