The story behind the Secret Life of a Clothes Lover'https://www.clothessale.site

• The story behind the Secret Life of a Clothes Lover
• 
  
  
  

• I admit that I use to be a compulsive shopper for clothes. You might assume that women who are compulsive shoppers of clothing are the only ones who fall into this category. The addiction, however, is not really about that at all. Addiction to clothing shopping, there is a lot of misinformation. I'll tell you the real story and all about the women who have their secret fantasy life as a result of which I want to let you in on the inside scoop. Apparently, there is one thing in common among all female clothing shoppers.
• We feel wonderful when we receive a compliment or an appreciating glance regarding our appearance. We all have a "female appraiser," which is just another fact about our addiction. The woman in our lives who we constantly picture as being envious of and complimentary of us as we try on new outfits is referred to as a "female appraiser." She is the person we always present with brand-new clothing to receive feedback and praise on how we appear. Every new pair of shoes, every new piece of a jeweler, are all noticed by her. Whether our hair is particularly lovely and healthy on that particular day, as well as every new piece of clothes we are wearing, down to the smallest detail. She physically dissects us; she gives us the sense that we exist by observing us, envious of us, and admiring us.
• Additionally, we are her female appraiser. We comment on how nice she looks and take note of every new item she wears. We frequently covet her looks and trendy clothes. Our partnership is a mutually beneficial means of ego envy feeding. Our mother, sister, female friends, or female coworkers serve as our typical female appraisers, with whom we unconsciously compete and seek approval for our appearance. We constantly work to outdo her in terms of appearance in an effort to make her feel envious of us. Before making a purchase, we consider whether our choice will make her envious of the way we look. We have our ultimate addictive fix (of course, the best high is when she asks where we bought it). When the two of us walk out in public, we even count the number of people who pay more attention to us than to her to determine whether we are drawing more attention than she is. Yes, we have a complex physical and emotional "envy/dislike/need of approval interaction" with our female appraiser (or numerous female appraisers)
• I used to be a shopaholic who lived for clothes; they were my true love. I still adore fashion. But I have less need for the influence they bestow upon me in order to be noticed, admired, and envious. I no longer feel the urge to go shopping for clothes, visualize myself wearing them, and fantasize about obtaining praise from ladies. However, there was a time when going clothing shopping was a necessary part of my daily routine because I craved the admiration and attention that came with wearing brand-new clothes. As I tried them on in the store, I would daydream about how my female appraiser would look at me with envy. When I received admiration, jealousy, and attention from my "female appraiser," wearing them made me feel special and alive.
• The money was spent so I would always have new clothes to wear, receive comments, and be noticed since I needed to be wearing something new to be noticed. The second time I wore that clothing, it wasn't new anymore, and no one complimented me because they had already done so the previous time. Therefore, unless I wore that clothing in front of a different female appraiser who had never seen it before, it was no longer serving its role in my addiction. In my life, I occasionally had three or more female appraisers. I truly felt invisible and depressed on the days I wore an ensemble that no one complimented. On those down days, all I could think about was another new outfit I would wear the following day, how good I would look, and how envious people would be of me. Imagine that outfit in my closet and the ability it would give me to stand out and receive compliments—that was the only thing that kept me going. I used to daydream about the shoes I would wear with the outfit, how I would match my eye shadow to it, and the compliments I would receive.
• When you take away the women you feel competing with, a clothing shopaholic's strange obsession starts to lose its grip on them. This is due to the addiction's obsession with fantasizing about attracting admiration for your fashion sense. The need to fantasize or shop for clothing disappears, however, when the female appraiser is absent. It's not simple to get rid of female appraisers from your life, of course. If you are a parent, work in a business setting, or have a female sibling, you will likely see women.
• Other truths concerning this covert life of a garment shopaholic are as follows
• Every day I would visit my favorite clothing stores to return items (which I enjoyed doing since it gave me a reason to shop again), but I would always leave the store having purchased something else, generally something I knew I would definitely return. I felt delighted after entering a clothing store and inhaling the scent of brand-new clothing. Putting on a new outfit and visualizing my female appraiser noticing it, praising it, and asking where I bought it
• I got a jolt of adrenaline simply thinking about that as I put on the items at a store. This was the basis of my compulsive shopping for clothes. The majority of women who are compulsive garment shoppers have no idea what their addiction is really all about. Although many believe it to be about a compulsive urge to spend money, it truly isn't. Yes, you do need to spend money on new clothes to satisfy your "attention fix," as without buying new items, you won't wear them, and if you don't wear them, you won't experience your "attention fix." "fix". To experience the fantasy of receiving attention, which is the first stage of addiction, you need to visit a store to try on clothing.
• Spending money consequently becomes a concern. erroneously becoming into what everyone believes an addiction to be: the inability to control the need to spend money on clothing. However, training someone to control their spending will not stop or cure their addiction. The only way to stop it or "cure" it is to stop living your life in need of a "female appraiser." But that is a topic for another blog and another day. Although apparel shopaholics' spending money suffers as a result of their addiction, this is not what actually fuels the problem. I'd hazard a guess that drinking addicts have a fix when they're in a bar, smelling the booze, and surrounded by other alcoholic men. Alcoholics' addiction is fueled by a drive to consume alcohol, but they also have a need to be among other people.
• The same is true for those addicted to clothing shopping; we must be around clothing, inhale its odors, and put on clothing. It is a calming experience that brings us inner peace and settles our nerves.
• Though why?
• It has taken me a very long time to comprehend my addiction to clothing purchases, why I go shopping, and why I require praise, compliments, and criticism regarding my appearance. I now realize that it all began when I was a young child living in my mother's world of compulsive clothing shopping.
• You will appreciate yourself solely when other people agree with you about how you look because of the upbringing you had from your mother and the significance she placed on beauty. You'll feel the need to be around clothes because it's a calming memory from childhood.
•  
•