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Walk a mile in my shoes.., minimalistic speaking.

Shopping and woman are attached to one another. You can't separate woman from shopping, no matter how thoughtful or wiseful she is. Not even if she's a minimalist.


But what makes minimalist women different is, they won't just shop because they want to. They shop because they need to. As they value every detail of her life, as well as her dress, they fully aware that all the things that attached on their body communicate something about her identity. Therefore, they will be very picky when shopping and won't settle for less (if the occasion is special to them).


As for me, my only problem with minimalism is shoes. I can't detach my feelings to my shoes, even if I only have a few pairs now, and barely have new shoes that I never wear, except for one... (cuma ada satu and that's a huge progress to me).. But tonight, I've been spending almost two hours looking for a pair, but not too different than what I already had (I only need different colour, that's all). As a minimalist, I'm too picky about the design and not all shoes have design that I would wanna wear.


I'm looking at the brand that I already have as the first stop, and got distracted a few times. I put a couple of shoes that I don't need in the cart, including a pair of bare-sandals. The only thing that was holding me back is I constantly remind myself, do I really need them? I'm looking for a shoe, not three shoes and sandals. So I delete them all.


Exactly a year before, in this very month, I did the same mistake. Only back then I lose control and bought them anyway. Because it was real shopping and the shoes spoke to me, it fits me perfectly like she knows me. Two days later I flew away to Tebo, a small town in Jambi, do my work, and the shoes got dirty. Really dirty so I have to put them in the dry cleaning. I didn't know that people in small town have a very low information about shoes-cleaning.. it came back.. pale. My navy sneaker, turns out to be grey. I was in awe for the transformation, cry a little, but say nothing. I mean.. who to blame, right, the client's staff whose job is to assist us during the work knows nothing about the laundry. He was only put it to laundry, pay the bill, take it back when it's ready. So all I said to him was.. "Pak, tolong bilang sama laundry nya kalau sepatu jangan dicuci pake bayclin". With rage in my chest, but try my best to speak as normally as I could.


Shoes and I are best friend. That's why in my special occasion, I refuse to wear just any shoes. And I can only find my shoes if I'm truly looking for them, in person. Online sucks. 


Minimalism has taught me to be real with myself, to be picky is okay as long as it brings value and joy to the process. Also, even if Islam taught us about the practice, and it called zuhud, the religion doesn't expect us to be an angel. Yes, you can still have five, seven, ten pairs if you want. As long as you know how to take responsibility of them. In aakhirah if the angel asked where'd you get the money to buy them, you can answer it easily, or if they ask about how well you take care of those shoes, you can answer it perfectly. What matter is to fit your need and your possession in a much responsible way. There's no right or wrong in the practice, we are different in all aspects. No need to compare, don't suffered yourself from holding your desire too hard just because an ideology you barely understand.


Let's be real now. Practice what we can, as long as we can, and leave some slack in the process. Life is a constant turns of event, we need to adjust at one point or another. Don't get too stiff.


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Bogor, 22 November 2020

The next two weeks gonna be awesome, and I need new shoes to be ready.

Though, I still have one new pair of shoes, I bought this pandemic and never had a chance to wear it.

And no, it's not violating my minimalism principle, they came with different style and different occasions.

Also, even if I'm picky and want it to be perfect, it doesn't have to be pricey. It takes a smart, experienced woman to be able to balancing standard with budget. 

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