Many a ponderous conversation with friends and colleagues over the last couple of weeks has centred on this riveting topic, there are many views but most prominent is the belief that this must not be easy. There is no point in doing something if you aren't going to do it properly. So here goes;
I will not buy any item of clothing over the course of the year from the 1st July 2010 until the 1st July 2011.
I will not purchase any accessories, scarves, coats or bags from the 1st July 2010 until the 1st July 2011.
If a pair of shoes breaks I am allowed to replace them.
I can borrow clothes in an emergency: emergencies count as weddings and funerals.
I can replace underwear but not buy randomly (after all, no one likes a greying bra).
So not many rules, but enough to truly terrify me. In honesty I have not a clue what the year holds for me and how I will find it. Many possibilities have been foreseen. For example, I may go through something akin to a period of cold turkey, in which I am stressed and shivering for a number of weeks before settling into a period of acceptance of my year's pledge. Alternatively, the opposite may happen and an initial period of happy rediscovery of long forgotten items will quickly fade into oblivion. The realisation of the sheer quantity of outfits required for a full year of shallow vanity may cause ascending levels of depression and distress as the mission progresses. Finally, and most likely, I will negotiate my wardrobe mixology with remarkable aplomb until an unexpected event, a date for example. At which point I will cease to cope and will crumple into a heap of unadulterated helplessness as I am forced to consider how on earth anyone could possibly be interested in a girl wearing last season's dress. Whatever happens I will endeavour not only to document my inner turmoil but also to contextualise this in terms of the drivers of my feelings, behaviours and experiences. You never know I might even enjoy it!?
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