Primark blouse, skirt, belt and knickers (thankfully unseen). Accessorize necklace, charity shop bag.
(That first photo is open to interpretation: it could be me saying, "My arse is THIS big" or it could be me saying, "I am a MASSIVE twat". Answers on a postcard.)
It wasn't until I sat down to write this that I realised I'm wearing almost entirely Primark. I suddenly felt unbelievably guilty. Does wearing cheap clothing make me a bad person? Am I supporting poor working conditions? Am I - are we, our commercially driven Western world - to blame for the factory collapse and subsequent fire in Bangladesh last week?
It's interesting, because there's not much that we, as consumers can actually do about it - save going naked (thinks about Gosling naked.). These garment factories aren't exclusively used by "cheap" retailers, but by brands such as Mango and Benetton as well. What we can do is sign petitions and become as aware about our shopping habits as possible, but in a world where those twenty quid disco pant rip offs worn obsessively by fashion devotees are classed a "bargain", and applauded by high street magazines and bloggers, are we capable of bringing morals into our wardrobes? I don't know if we are.
It does need to come from the top. Buyers need to be more aware of their suppliers. Everybody needs to be less selfish. I don't want people to die just so that I can buy a £10 dress.
I'd like to think that my compulsive charity shop shopping goes a little way to rebooting my humanity, but I'm not sure that's enough. It's quite peculiar when you think that on the one hand, we're taking away from people's lives by practically inhaling these clothes and encouraging the awful greed that drives these types of cheap labour factories, but on the other hand, a lot of those same people who are buying from Primark are also ardent charity shop fans, their money going to help struggling people. That is a huge part of the reason I enjoy spending my money in charity shops - charity. Charity, and recycling. But, as Joey from Friends once wisely said, "There is no such thing as a selfless good deed.". The fact that I'm buying from charity makes me feel good, and then I feel bad for spending money and feeling good about it, and then I feel bad about feeling bad about spending money when that money is going to help people who have less everything than me. See? And then I feel guilty for being so self obsessed that I think it's about me. Because it's not about me. It's about all of us. It's about humans and humanity. We need to find our humanity, because it's definitely slipped down the back of the sofa at some point.