Mo and I went hunting over the weekend for a chair to go with the uber cool, second-hand activity desk we found for Bean. We zeroed in on a few little upmarket second-hand shops that we hadn’t been to before, hoping to score a random bargain. Unfortunately, not only were the objects way over our budget – but all of the stores were overflowing with drop-dead gorgeous things. From globes to typewriters, wine barrels to travel trunks, antique wooden crates to hat stands… We fell in love with item after item.
As we drove home, we discussed how we actually felt good about not having bought anything. This led to the idea that perhaps there is a more sustainable, integrity-driven way to live than than to succumb to the urge of possession whenever you see something that you really like.
“In the future luxury goods
will be methods that bring us
back the power of our
own attention: the power
to choose ourselves what
we want to notice or not.
And there lies the true
luxury of the future, to be
able to resist shopping
and still be happy.”
Can we be happy about accepting that shopping is not a lifestyle?
The lack of consciousness around consumption is beginning to bug me more and more. I realise that consumers are taking a significant interest in the origins and ethics behind the production of the goods that are being purchased; but when is enough enough? Retail therapy is not a good thing. Why do we feel that it is important to own something in order to fully appreciate it? The notion of being satisfied just from consuming something visually is kind of where I was going with the title of this post. The problem with this is, obviously, that there is still consumption involved. But baby steps here. Especially here in the blogosphere, where we all love a good gander at beautiful fashion and aesthetically stunning objects…
Have a read of the David Report – I Shop Therefor I Am. I am going to ponder this for a little while. To be continued.