From Beauty addict to minimalist: the long road to redemption

La minimaliste

I will always remember the day of my sixteen birthday. My mother offered me my first debit card with all my savings on it. I had access to 700$! I’d never seen so much money. I went all in and shopped like there were no tomorrow. You can be sure that I realized that money is so hardly earned, but so easily spent!

When the time came for me to go studying, I moved from my small town to a big city. I was confronted with endless shops each one greater than the next one. What started with a lipgloss here and there ended with a totally out of control makeup collection! Thousands of dollars were spent in little over 10 years. There was always this new holy grail item, this new precious till I got tired of it and moved onto the next one. That’s the problem with consumption, the pleasure goes away so quickly and then we move on to the  next purchase.

I don’t know exactly how I decided to become minimalist six months ago. Of course I knew of minimalism, but I never gave it any real serious thought. What I know is that I couldn’t do it any longer. I was not enjoying it, my stuff was becoming a burden. I was feeling increasingly empty. I knew something had to change. And then I seriously gave minimalism a chance.

And now? Six months later, the collection is still too big, but every week I’m decluttering and reevaluating my possessions. And the collection is slowly fading away.