Sustainability: #NoNew19

After being bowled over by the kindness of friends' responses to my first blog post yesterday, I completely forgot to introduce my non-me-centred NY resolution. My lovely friend Adele, who runs the fabulous http://nestanddressed.co.uk, is taking on the challenge of sustainable fashion for 2019, and is encouraging us to Buy Nothing New for 2019. This is in response to the rise of fast fashion, and it seems like the perfect focus for me to take on.

Sustainability: Introducing the #NoNew19 Shopping Challenge

I don't want to spend my year thinking all about myself - that was not the point of beginning a blog at all. I would much rather get myself to the point where I don't want to think about me at all... if that makes any sense?! Given that I have two little sponges at home (one aged 5, one aged 7), I think that some discussions about sustainability would be extremely beneficial for them. We already talk quite a bit about recycling - indeed, the smaller one ran for the School Council with a manifesto all about recycling - so this will help to expand their understanding of the concept.

Selfishly, it will stop me from comfort/impulse buying, which will be good for the bank balance, but this is more than counting pennies - it is a mindset that needs to change. I won't stop buying underwear, but I will be thinking more carefully about its origins, and if I require new shoes then I will have to buy them new as my feet do not respond to worn-in soles. My final edit to the challenge is that this does not exclude items that are custom-made, especially if I ever manage to get my fingers to a stage where I can knit!

If anyone would like to join us, you will be most welcome - we're hoping to see #NoNew19 all over with pictures and posts about your experiences.

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  1. Sophie7:58 pm

    My bank balance and I are very much looking forward to giving this a go! #nonew19 here we go!

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