I’d spent years in a tearful cycle of shame and anxiety about my possessions and didn’t understand why – until I got help
I’ve bought my fifth ball gown today and although I don’t need it – and I’m not convinced the waistband would actually zip up around my thigh – I’m definitely going to buy it. It’s an absolute steal at £30 when the price tag indicates it was originally £700. I cannot believe how much money I will be saving if I buy this dress.
This thinking propelled me through my 20s and into my 30s.
The joy of a bargain, of filling my wardrobe with clothes I’d never ordinarily have been able to afford. I can still remember my first designer purchase from an antique shop. I spotted it instantly: a metallic gold and silver appliqué pencil skirt, Christian Dior, £10. I was 24 and when I got home I hung it over my bed. I would become special enough to wear this skirt, I thought.
