January 2, 2011
The best defense against conspicuous consumption is lack of storage space.
I took my annual Christmas trip to the mall—not to buy anything, but to look at the cute stuff that’s for sale. I get to admire other people’s creativity and enjoy the pretty displays, but I don’t have to store it. (I may not know how many square feet my house is, but I DO know that it won’t hold much junk.)
Even better: Next year I get to look at entirely new stuff—and I STILL won’t have to store it.