Images by Three Wise Monkeys
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Images by Three Wise Monkeys I’m always hungry. About one hour after I eat I get hungry again. I can’t sleep when I haven’t had enough. In this case I have to stand up to get something to eat. When I’m eating I don’t stop before I’m full. If it is delicious I can also overeat. I love eating. There is almost nothing better. And I appreciate very much that my plate is always full. Because I’ll never take that for granted. When I feel hungry I know that my body needs nutrients. And then it should also get them. It is that simple.
Is it that simple? Nowadays, eating often gets reduced to something more necessary evil than enjoyable. Eating until you are satisfied is equated with oneself to go. The fashion world and the media lead to believe success is characterized by being skinny. And I think this means as much as to keep yourself under control. Keep yourself under control then you are going to be successful and beautiful. This is what they suggest to us. The men are catching up. But still the women are more receptive for these messages. When I’m reading lately my more than ten years old Italian Vogues I can’t help but wonder. Most of the models then looked so much more feminine. They still had some meat on the bones. But times are changing. To have everything under control seems very important. I don’t want to be like that. I want to eat until I’m satisfied. My friend likes many things. Buying clothes not included. And shopping together with him (for his clothes) is not only stressful for him. To make it easier for both of us I have decided to go shopping without him. By that, I mean to buy my friends clothes in his absence. This does not mean that I have to make sacrifices. On the contrary. I know very well how to take advantage of this situation. I have a good eye for fashion and know exactly what I want for him. Yes, what I want for him! Of course I know what he likes but since he is not at all interested in fashion I buy the clothes which I want to see on him because I think he will look great and feel comfortable. Now that my friend is not dumb nor a mindless puppet I must of course carefully go to work. One piece after the other. And sometimes it ends with the effort.
Since he dislikes at most trying on clothes while shopping I even started to buy his trousers. As happened yesterday. Accidentally I ran into a very nice pair of jeans. I had to buy them. What I didn’t know at that time was that I’ve bought the wrong size. It really was a great mistake. I mixed up the waist with the length. So I came home with a very nice pair of jeans but my satisfaction about my purchase didn’t last long because my friend immediately discovered the wrong size. “They’re too small”, he said, horrified. Horrified and accusing. “Try them at least,” I gave back. Probably I sounded like a field marshal but there was no return. Once he reached the top bottom it become increasingly tight. “Damn,” I thought. “Suck in your belly”, I ordered. “Are you crazy,” he shrieked and looked at me angrily. “Suck in your belly!” “You know, there is that much spandex in these trousers they want diverge,” I tried to assure him. Whereupon, following a further grim glance, he indeed sucked in his belly. In a moment we probably both have urged the air. And after a brief moment the unexpected happened. My friend lit up like a pancake. There was no need to say much more. The jeans fit like a glove! I love being his pain in the neck! While I enjoy very much my thrift shop visits to look for classic and vintage finds I steadily develop an eye for beautiful and valuable artefacts. Therefor, I again and again see precious things. So far so good. What follows is not always pleasant. Now different scenarios can occur. In the best case I discover something in the midst of plenty of things, I want it I can afford it and then I buy it. If the price is justified. In the less good case I see it I want it and then I hesitate. Should I buy it or should I not buy it? Do I need this something really? Or should I abandon once again? It is the question of questions. Do I really have to have everything I would like to have? And while I bothered with this important existential question the worst case occurred.
Someone grabs the newly discovered treasure away from me. But it gets worse! Shortly thereafter, I find “my” treasure in a very costly shop where they try to make money with goods from the thrift stores. Now you can call it probably business acumen. But this shop is located just one block from the thrift store. And every time I pass this shop I have to have a look what I’ve missed in theory. I think I need a new route. Following the motto “what you don’t see wont hurt you”.
I’m such a lazy girl. It looks like I can’t do something in spite of myself. Yesterday I thought “tomorrow is the day”. Just to tinker with the idea of doing it, doesn’t help. Nor can it be my slogan “yes, we can”. For me it has to be called “do it”. No more thinking but just do it! Maybe tomorrow..
.. to be continued! |
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