Monday, 21 November 2016

How blogging stopped me shopping..

"Sometimes we need fantasy to survive the reality" - unknown

I'm an escapist (not the magician kind.)

I've been sort of evaluating my life and I've come to realise this. The Wikipedia definiton of escapism is 'the avoidance of unpleasant, boring, arduous, scary or banal aspects of daily life.' I find life quite unbearable sometimes. Not that I have anything to moan about as I have birthed a pretty amazing little human being, I have a supportive and loving partner (despite what I wrote in this post) and a network of family and friends that pretty much make my life complete but life is mundane. I'm one of 'those people'. You know, the ones that always need something to look forward to. If there's not an upcoming holiday or a day of shopping or even a family meal to look forward to I walk around like I have a dark cloud over my head. A bad habit I possess is moving furniture around because I like the 'new' feeling it gives the house. I'm constantly looking for the next thing to add excitement to my life. I daydream constantly, my mind wanders into a world of complete nonsense. For instance, I could watch an episode of 'The Walking Dead' and suddenly I'll imagine myself as part of Rick's crew, stabbing walker's in the head and trying to survive in a post-apocalyptic world. I'll be sat in work and my mind will start to drift and I'll imagine that I've won the lottery. Who would be the first person I'd ring? How much would my first house cost (a fucking fortune judging from my vision), how much should I put in my Daughter's savings account. I don't want her to grow up spoilt so I wouldn't tell her she's sitting on a couple million. Would I go public with my win or keep it private? So many questions for somebody who is currently in her overdraft and hasn't bought a lottery ticket in months.

I've always has a penchant for shopping ever since I was young. Birthday money was spent on clothes. Whenever I visited my Dad in Bristol we went shopping which was an absolute treat as I come from a town where you can count the amount of clothes shops on one hand. When my Grandad passed away my Mum put £500 in mine and my Brothers' bank accounts ready for us to start driving as soon as we reached seventeen. I received the debit card when I was sixteen and spent all of mine on clothes, shoes and handbags. It carried on and on. I wouldn't say I was addicted, I just adored the feeling purchasing new clothes gave me. When online shopping really took off it became too easy. I would spend ages mooching around Asos and Boohoo. Sometimes adding everything I wanted to purchase into the shopping cart and then closing the page because I couldn't actually afford it. Other times I would justify to myself that I needed all of it, hold my breath, submit my payment and then feel immediately guilty.

Clothes soon developed into furniture and within a few months I blew hundreds and hundreds of pounds on LaRedoute as the bastards kept sending me 50% off codes everytime I made a purchase. It was like something out of 'Idle Hand', except my hands weren't running around murdering people they were entering my credit card details and getting me into debt. I needed a hobby. Something to channel my energy into that could possibly make me money. It started with decorating a dolls house. I love interior design and saw it as a way of creating my dream little house. Except one day I spent 2 hours wallpapering one wall (in the dolls house, not my actual house) and that pretty much sucked the enjoyment out of it.

So I had a bunch of patterned paper leftover from my failed attempt at decorating (again I'm talking about my dolls house not my actual house) and the urge to shop. So I made a greetings card and posted it on Facebook. People liked it. 

From there came my tiny little greetings card empire (not really an empire more of an eBay shop. Actually it's not even an eBay shop because I won't pay the £20 monthly fee so it's more just selling on eBay) Within 6 months I'd sold over 100 cards. All designed by me using my little laptop and the highly-complex and complicated program called Microsoft Paint (lolz) They're not your usual cute hallmark greetings cards, some of them are a bit vulgar, but then so am I so I couldn't give a shit.

Then came the blogging. I couldn't even tell you what gave me the idea. I have strong opinions and having a blog is a good platform to share them. I had no idea how therapeutic I would find it and how much people actually liked what I wrote. Getting to grips with Blogger and linkies took some time but the first time I ever linked up to one with Just the one please, Talya at Motherhood Real selected it as her favourite for the week and my zest for blogging and putting my voice out there grew. I've been blogging for 3 months (yes yes I'm basically a foetus in terms of my blogging expertise) and the best bit? I haven't shopped online at all.
With my creative juices (ew) flowing, I set up 'Kitschy Mumma Prints' and have recently channelled everything into creating prints as well as greetings cards. Now I can't draw for shit. If someone held a gun to my head and told me to draw a potato I would mentally start planning my funeral but I've taken to Adobe Illustrator and my latest welly boot family prints are really taking off. They aren't even vulgar or rude or anything. They're actually quite..cute. I might have to start putting pictures of cocks on them so I feel more like me.

I can't categorically say the urge to shop has disappeared. I still find myself on LaRedoute (the wankers are still sending me 50% off codes) and Asos but I haven't hit the add to cart button in a long time. When I put an item of clothing on that my boyfriend has never seen before and I tell him I've had it in the back of my wardrobe for ages, I'm actually telling the truth. Not thats he actually questions me on what I'm wearing as he's become pretty accustomed to my colossal amount of clothes and shoes. Plus he's a bloke and unless you're standing in front of them wearing a pair of crotchless knickers and suspenders, they don't really give a rats arse what you're wearing. It's just quite nice not having to refer to my 'list of how I magically attained this new item of clothing' with classics such as:
"I've had this for years" 
"It was only £3 in the sale"
"*insert friend's name here* gave it to me as she never wears it"

The Kitschy Mumma

P.S If anyone thinks I've used this post to shamelessly promote my greetings cards and prints, you're not entirely wrong, so here's my online store 
Absolutely Prabulous

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  1. Thanks for sharing how you started and where you came from. I enjoyed reading that. Also, I love your quote - I'm a big lover of fantasy. #CandidCuddles

  2. Thanks for sharing. I think shopping sometimes fills a hole we have, and blogging certainly is an incredible way of filling that hole! Thanks for linking up to #coolmumclub lovely!

    1. Oh I couldn't agree more! Thanks for having me 🙂 X

  3. Your prints are so cute. What a brilliant idea with the wellie boots! I know exactly what you mean about needing to have something to look forward to and as for blogging stopping shopping - yes! We never have time for anything else! Alison x #coolmumclub

    1. Ahh what a compliment, thankyou so much! Xx

  4. Oooh I like the welly boots print! You're right - very cute!

    I like to have the next thing to look forward to as well, even if it's a few weeks away. #ABloggingGoodTime

  5. I LOVE that new baby card! But err think the cocks on the welly prints might be a step too far ha ha - made me crack up though ;-) Thanks for linking to #coolmumclub- you are already one of our total faves so keep up the ace work

    1. Thankyou so much, that is amazing to hear 😁 Can't say I would let my Daughter runaround with cock wellies either haha! Thanks for having me X

  6. You are clearly very creative. Love the prints - well done for finding another outlet for your creativity. #ablogginggoodtime

  7. blogger love to you from #ablogginggoodtime too! xoxo

  8. Ah I know exactly how you feel - I used to be like this before I was a blogger too! I just get so down about the mundane! Love the new print too #eatsleepblogrt