Just a Material Girl

Just a Material Girl

 When I was preparing to come to Oz I was extremely excited about the idea of travelling light, throwing a few things in a backpack and just focusing on my adventures rather than what I look like. I bought a VERY small rucksack for a year backpacking and everyone I showed it to showed me a look of horror and exclamations that it was far too small, which I did sort of agree with although I kept saying “it’ll be fine, I’m living the non-materialistic traveller life).

I found myself the night I was leaving (yes, I do always leave things to the last minute) trying to stuff every single possession I own into said rucksack, including Matilda the cat, 3 Woolley hats and every card I received since my 1st birthday. 

Things got extremely stressful, even with super mum Mand doing to lion share of the work. I still told myself that once I get to Oz I will realise I don’t need all my possessions and will end up throwing most things away other than a bikini, a towel, so knickers and a few dresses, oh boy how wrong was I.

After a few weeks and a few meltdowns, I decided I couldn’t handle living another minute without some new clothes and took myself to my happy place….. the ASOS website. The day my order arrived was like Christmas on crack, I ripped open all of the parcels with true elation and paraded around the hostel room with all my sassy new garments. Fitting them into the rucksack caused quite a headache, but I did it. 

Such spending habits have meant I’ve had to buy a bloody suitcase to fit more things in and although moving from place to place becomes so stressful I want to curl into the foetal position, it’s all worth it when I can feel a bit more like me. 

These spending habits haven’t hindered my experiences because I’ve done things that I never would of dreamed off back home and a little treat now and again have been what I needed to keep me sane.

I proceeded to keep picking up little “souvenirs” ie. excuses to buy more things. It somehow it made me feel a little bit closer to home and my old life, because although this is trip is all about soul searching, I don’t want to lose sight of me. The gal who loves a new dress because of how it makes me feel, the jangling or a new pair of earrings or a sassy hair clip to make me feel glamorous on that 1 night out a month. 

I’ve always been obsessed with fashion, styling and putting an outfit together. A vintage Chanel handbag has been on my wish list since I was about 14 and one of my dream jobs is to be a personal stylist and I think it’s just a part of me. Seeing something online and imagining it styled in your own way gives me a giddy little thrill and I don’t think that’s ever going to go away.

I have however embraced the no make up look and wild hair and it’s become second nature to just wake up and get up and go and that is a feeling that is so liberating. 

So I’ve just come to admit, I am just a material girl, living in a material world and you know what, that’s not such a bad thing, I could have a lot worse traits. 

Ps. One of the girls has just told me Asos and topshop deliver to the hostel and I genuinely lost my shit.

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3 Comments

  1. Ian
    May 15, 2019 / 8:48 am

    “No make up and wild hair”, well that’s got to be so much better than wild make up and no hair…….

    Keep the blog going Ashleigh, it’s great sharing your wonderful experiences in Oz 🙂

    • Ashleigh
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      May 15, 2019 / 9:22 am

      That made me laugh out loud Ian! So glad you’re enjoying reading the blog xx

  2. Amanda Morait
    May 15, 2019 / 7:44 pm

    Go (material) girl!!! love you lots xxxxx

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