I love millennials. I don’t complain about them, I learn from them. By watching this video about decluttering your fantasy self, I learned a) that I have a fantasy self and b) that I shop for my fantasy self.
The concept of fantasy self is new for me; I never even considered it. And the minute I met and confronted my fantasy self I realized that most of my shopping mistakes (and we all make them) have to do with purchasing for my fantasy self and not my real self.
My real self lives in the tropics where the temps range from 90-100 degrees F. Yet my closet is filled with: sweaters, scarves, hats, gloves, boots, coats, down jackets. Okay, I do travel to cold climes and need to have a cold weather wardrobe at hand…but still. A sweater or two, one jacket would do. Given what my fantasy is, I am really living in the wrong place for my soul.
Of course, I have the cotton shirts and T shirts, and a collection of bathing suits, pareos and beach coverups because I live in them. I don’t love my tropical wardrobe because it wrinkles and sops within minutes of wearing it. Maybe it’s time for fantasy self to become my real self.
My fantasy self loves statement jewelry, but my real self is a minimalist who likes the austerity of not wearing any adornment except maybe a good watch. Note to self: stop buying Lizzie Fortunato. My fantasy self loves smoky eyes but my real self loves the minimalism of the perfect red lipstick to go with my “flawless” (with the help of a K Beauty cushion) complexion. No more Sephora eye palettes for me.
The challenge is to merge your real self with your fantasy self. I know women who have done it and are living exactly the lives they want to live. They are my heroines!
My real self is a cosmopolitan woman in her 60’s who lives in the tropics. She built her own home in the jungle and eats tacos, beans and drinks cold beer. My fantasy self lives in a beautiful city flat with a lake view, wears a one of a kind, perfect chunky sweater from Holland, flies first class, stays in charming bed and breakfasts, and goes to operas, museums, and ballets, drinking the best wines and eating the nice stinky cheeses of the world.
And yet, people have fantasies about my lifestyle: the pool, the maids and gardeners, the palm trees flowing in the wind, the margaritas…
There’s a lot to say on this topic but for today, I’ll leave you with this: if you just declutter the items for your fantasy self out of your life, wow, that’s a lot of stuff you can get rid of, and then use the real stuff you need for your real life.
To be continued my lovelies!
P.S. I enjoyed how detailed Allison’s fantasy selves were. So,who is your fantasy self? C’mon, get real and tell us. We’re all sharing!
P.P.S. My fantasy self just bought three (!) cotton turtlenecks during a flash Land’s End sale. I can wear them in the tropics on chilly Christmas nights in Tulum with the cool sand between my toes, as I sip champagne, right?
Hello my lovelies! What can your fantasy self get rid of? Let’s spill the beans and have some fun with this. The comments box is waiting below. Thanks for reading Camp Liza. If you enjoy being part of our wise, witty, stylish group of women who are “living it and loving it”…enter your email in the box above so you don’t miss a thing!