Can she do it?

This year, I have an odd resolution. I'm not even sure I want to make it. But I think I ought to make it. I think a lot about the ideas of "enough" and "excess." By most of the world's standards, pretty much everyone I know has excess. I don't bemoan the state of life I was born into, but I do want to be mindful of my resources. I am thankful for the many blessings God has given me, including the material "stuff."
I love clothes. I love, love, love clothes. It's a darn good thing I didn't get the size 6 body I'd love, because we'd really have a problem if I had that body to dress. It doesn't change the fact that I love textures, colors, cuts, trends, fads, the hunt...I love jewelry, shoes, shirts, skirts. I love it all.
However, when I was pregnant, my clothing menu got shorter and shorter. I had a great stash of stuff thanks to my sister-in-law, but it was hard to spend on something that I'd only wear a few times. I got a few things, but what I really figured out was that I could get away with a LOT less than I was used to. Even for work attire. I certainly was tired of the one pair of jeans I had that fit me up to the end, but as long as I stayed on top of the laundry, I was fine. It made me wonder...
Can I go a WHOLE YEAR without buying new clothes?
For some people, that's a no-brainer. I'm not talking to you.  ;) I'm talking to the people like me, who shop casually and pick up a shirt here or there just to freshen up the wardrobe. Those who shop for the pure pleasure of the find. Those who put together outfits just for fun while falling asleep and can't wait to see if the orange sweater and teal top will look fun and spunky together or just odd...? But in my heart, I know the charge I get out of the act of buying. (not actual charging, by the way--it's not caused us debt, thank God) But there is a shopper's high. It's real. And nearly as good as any other addiction, I'd guess.