Overcoming Lipsticks

As ABS and I wandered around Best Buy yesterday, the thought struck me that I may HAVE to go into corporate law because there were simply too many cool gadgets there on the shelves that I wanted. A tiny camcorder, the new X-Box 360, palm pilots and hot new cell phones and iPod nanos and iPod accessories and new computer games and softwares...

Nevermind that if I do corporate law, I probably wouldn't have time to actually use any of this stuff that I would be able to afford to buy. There's a peculiar satisfaction that comes from mere possession and not neccessarily use; just the possibilty of use is often enough. Anyone who has seen my large collection of lipsticks knows that this is definitely true for me. At last count I have more than 25 different shades of lipsticks. And since the last count I probably bought another half a dozen. And I don't use them, at all. I probably only use 2-3 of them ever. The other ones are sitting in my purse or standing in my medicine cabinet collecting dust.

There is something pathological about my fascination and need to buy new lipsticks. I'm sure any amateur psychologist would have a field day analyzing this. But the more pressing issue at hand is other things in my life that are similar to my lipstick habit (do I have a new clothes habit? A cool electronic gadget habit? A anti-aging lotion habit? A fancy red wine habit? Am I hopelessly consumerist?) It's scary to think that material things could determine my career and force me to choose certain paths and slave away just so that I can have more and more THINGS, and turn my house into a museum for the possessions that I have but never use (just as my bathroom is sort of a shrine of my lipsticks now).

So, new goal for 2006: weaning my lipstick addiction by fall OCI.