Memories/sayings ruining obJects?
Okay so that title probably isn't too helpful sorry about that. I have a question for you since this happens to me occasionally. If someone says something negative about your favorite piece of clothing or any other obJect you really love and the person is rather close to you would that obJect be ruined forever?
Okay i didn't phrase that very well let me explain.
This is my wonder cookie skirt.
I paid 200 dollars for it. It was my first brand skirt. (the brand is angelic pretty.) I paid it completely with my own money. It was my first lolita skirt. I loved it ever so much. (When i got it in the mail i ran around my house screaming for like an hour. then i Just stared at the package for an additional 20 minutes before my mom told me to open it.) I wore it everywhere because i wanted to get my 200 dollars out of it. My mom hated it so much. I'm not sure why because she didn't spend her money on it. She's not wearing it. She's Just weird. One day when she was driving me home from the mall where i had worn the skirt to, she gave me a strange lecture on not attracting pedophiles. Which is a rather annoying topic for lolitas as it is commonly answered with many groans of annoyed lolis who think you are Missing. The. Point. I guess that was in like febraury or so. (since i got the skirt in January.) I got home and put it on my bed. (not in the special closet space i had for it.) I didn't touch it for a long time. After like two months i put it in the closet. I've worn it like twice since February. It Just isn't the same now. The magic has been completely drained from it. On saturday i'm bringing it to a swap meet because i can't bare to look at it anymore. It was my favorite skirt and i had bought it because i loved it. Now everytime i see it i Just super sad about it. This happens ocassionally with other things as well. But not to such a degree. I'll keep the item anyways even if it has bad emotions/memories attached to it. I might throw it in a corner of my room to never be looked at again but won't really be as heart broken as i was with wonder cookie.
Yeah this turned out to be more melodramatic then i thought it was going to. So thanks for letting me ramble away anyways.
Okay i didn't phrase that very well let me explain.
This is my wonder cookie skirt.
I paid 200 dollars for it. It was my first brand skirt. (the brand is angelic pretty.) I paid it completely with my own money. It was my first lolita skirt. I loved it ever so much. (When i got it in the mail i ran around my house screaming for like an hour. then i Just stared at the package for an additional 20 minutes before my mom told me to open it.) I wore it everywhere because i wanted to get my 200 dollars out of it. My mom hated it so much. I'm not sure why because she didn't spend her money on it. She's not wearing it. She's Just weird. One day when she was driving me home from the mall where i had worn the skirt to, she gave me a strange lecture on not attracting pedophiles. Which is a rather annoying topic for lolitas as it is commonly answered with many groans of annoyed lolis who think you are Missing. The. Point. I guess that was in like febraury or so. (since i got the skirt in January.) I got home and put it on my bed. (not in the special closet space i had for it.) I didn't touch it for a long time. After like two months i put it in the closet. I've worn it like twice since February. It Just isn't the same now. The magic has been completely drained from it. On saturday i'm bringing it to a swap meet because i can't bare to look at it anymore. It was my favorite skirt and i had bought it because i loved it. Now everytime i see it i Just super sad about it. This happens ocassionally with other things as well. But not to such a degree. I'll keep the item anyways even if it has bad emotions/memories attached to it. I might throw it in a corner of my room to never be looked at again but won't really be as heart broken as i was with wonder cookie.
Yeah this turned out to be more melodramatic then i thought it was going to. So thanks for letting me ramble away anyways.