The months between Halloween and Christmas are historically indulgent for many of us, but for me, they felt downright excessive in 2021. I was just months into living in a new city and after spending the past year living out in the literal desert with my parents in various stages of lockdown, I was eager to buy and try (and eat) all of the things now that I had access again.
After work and on weekends, I started exploring the various shops around my neighborhood and in nearby cities. I was excited to be on my own, but I was also trying to quell some of the loneliness I was feeling in all of the quiet time I suddenly found myself engulfed in.
“Give yourself these next few months to just enjoy this new chapter and your new home,” one of my friends instructed on our weekly group call. “Yeah, this is the time to treat yourself, and then you can tighten things up in the new year,” advised another.
And so I heeded their advice (not that I needed much convincing). The only issue with this golden moment of treating myself was that it didn’t stop beyond the four walls of my apartment. In the evenings, I had fallen into the habit of mindlessly scrolling and saving items on Shopbop (my kryptonite for new drops and sales because of their vast selection and free two-day shipping). As I saw the boxes and bags accumulate in my closet, I began to feel what my colleague and PureWow fashion editor Abby Hepworth described as "environmental anxiety” over my consumption.