Fashion Confessions

I saw a thread on Vogue Forums a while ago about 'Fashion Confessions'- I know I'm guilty of heaaaaaaps of fashion crimes, so I thought I'd list them here and try to reform or smething:

1. I handwash all my clothes (except school and work uniform, which I don't give a shizz about). I think it's some form of OCD. I just don't want to stretch my denim shorts out of shape or wear out my cotton basics or unravel my lace or tear my chiffon. So rather than reading and obeying the care labels, I just chuck everythign in the bathtub and wash it that way.
   
2. Sometimes I'm too lazy to hand wash my clothes- so sometimes, I just don't wash them. I know I know, I can hear you retching and gagging, I KNOW. It's disgusting and unhygienic and I'm a filthy pig who lives in a slum. But look here, why waste a whole bathtub of water for an outfit you wore for 4 hours or so.
   
3. When theres only one size left and it's a little too small, I buy the item of clothing anyway. In hopes that my ribcage or pelvis would magically shrink overnight and I could squeeze into them. Needless to say, it doesn't work- and my lucky sister gets a fair share of wardrobe. This applies to shoes too, except I practically snap my toes off squeezing my feet in, then grin and bear it.
   
4. I stockpile on items. When something currently interests me (usually a style of shoe or jewellery), I buy it in every colour. And then I usually never get to wear all of them because they begin to bore me, or I find better things to wear.
5. I buy expensive underwear. I know no one is ever going to see them (not for a while, if ever...) but the comfort of knowing that I'm wearing pretty, perfectly matching underwear helps me get through rough days.
   
6. I don't like to throw out anything. This includes tops and stuff I've had since I was 12. I maintain the belief that everything will be useful someday, so I better not throw it out. I've made the mistake of throwing things out in the past, thinking that there is no way in hell I'd ever wear it again. But hell turned over and I needed it, AND IT WAS GONE!!! So never again!
7. I have so many pretty formal/evening dresses that I've bought on sale, or taken from Work Experience last year (taken, as in with permission, not stolen, mind you). I never find the occasion to wear them though, so they're just hanging there in my wardrobe, immaculate and crying out to be worn.
8. Whenever I buy anything new, I wear it around the house (if no one's home that is). Especially with shoes. I can clomp around the house for a whole afternoon in brand new shoes.
9. I think I unconsciously pick close friends according to their shoe size. Jenny L and Van are both my shoe size, which is fantastique for when we're out in heels and our feet start to hurt, and we need to change shoes so our feet can relax in a different environment for a little while.
10. I throw away all my clothes receipts immediately, so no one ever finds out how much I actually spend on clothing. To make matters worse, I keep all my receipts for things like groceries or books in my wallet, so people rifling through my wallet think 'm broke for a smart/unavoidable reason.

I'm a terrible person. Fashion gods, please forgive me and permit my soul to rest in fashion heaven (or a Chanel store) someday.

Before I go, GUESS WHOSE DAD IS BUYING A DSLR CAMERA?!?! Even though it won't technically be mine, I'm sure my dad will share. Then I can start taking outfit pictures again without feeling pissed off at the camera. MINI RANT TIME: I hate taking outfit pictures with my crappy camera because you can't see the details of half the things I wear! And anything that is dark blue/purple looks like black, and anything that's cream or beige looks white, AND IT'S DISGUSTING. SO I'm going to save myself the trouble and just write long rambly posts until I am united with the camera.