01: Hi, My Name is Rebecca Bloomwood

“Confessions of a shopaholic” has always been one of my favorite movies. I used to watch it and think, Wow, Rebecca is hilarious and a little crazy. But when I rewatched it recently, I felt hypocritical. Then it hit me: I was Rebecca Bloomwood. Watching her felt like looking in a mirror, and we exhibited the same behavior. Before my frontal lobe fully developed (thank God for growth), I was an extreme shopaholic. I’ve spent more money than I’d ever want to admit over the years on things I definitely didn’t need.

There’s a scene in the movie where Rebecca goes to extreme measures just to buy a green scarf. I laughed at first until I realized… that was literally me. I used to spend my last dime on clothes, handbags, and anything I wanted. It got so bad that I had credit card debt. Buy Now, Pay Later became my best friend, and honestly, I completely abused it.

Rebecca once said, “When I shop, the world gets better. And then it’s not anymore. And I need to do it again.” That line hit me differently this time. I knew exactly what she meant. Fashion has always been something I’ve loved since I was little. I grew up spoiled, always wearing the latest and greatest. My parents never really told me “no.” When I was nine, I had a Sidekick phone, and by sixteen, I already had my first Louis Vuitton bag. Looking back, it’s no surprise I became obsessed with shopping it was all I knew.

When I turned 25, I started making changes in my life. I had to learn the difference between needs and wants. Needs are basic survival essentials, while wants are desires that go beyond survival and provide pleasure, not purpose. Once I learned the difference, I accepted it, and my mindset around materialism shifted.

I realized that self-control isn’t about depriving yourself it’s about discipline. I’m now 26, and a lot has changed. So now, when I see something I want, I ask myself, “Do I really need this? Will this matter in a month?” I budget and prioritize my money, and when I do splurge, it’s intentional not impulsive. Being financially responsible doesn’t mean giving up the things you love; it means respecting your future self enough to spend wisely.

In some strange way, I’m glad I went through the “shopaholic” phase because it taught me a valuable lesson. Growing up spoiled made me believe happiness came with a price tag, but growing up for real taught me that peace, stability, and self-respect are worth far more.

xoxo, Miss August ♡

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