I've got my journalist hat on here, so forgive me if I sound a bit strident, but I know I'd be a bit disappointed in myself if I turned in an article making such an obvious point. Money can't buy happiness? Does two plus two equal four? It's a truism, of course, but it's being treated as gospel in this piece of writing. An article advocating to stop keeping up with the Jones' is right up there with one saying that a balanced diet is better for your health. And I personally take great exception with people telling others how to live. I'm delighted for the lead subject in the article, applaud her for shedding her debt and hitting upon a lifestyle that works for her..but getting smug and sanctimonious accomplishes nothing. How can she tell people not to invest in clothing when she doesn't know the impact it could have on their lives? I have devoted a lot of my spare income to fashion since discovering YLF, and the pleasure I get from the garments, and the assurances I've received that they actually suit me, have given me the sort of confidence I've lacked for years. You may be able to quantify my purchases, but you can't put a price on the benefits I've derived from them.
I also share Khris' viewpoint about my home. I want to be able to love my living space, not just tolerate it. If I chose to invest in a new couch, I would see the purchase as a way of sprucing up the most important space in my life. I would be able to enjoy it longer than a trip to Florida, and the movies I would watch on it, conversations I would hold on it, and out-of-town friends who could sleep on it all help create experiences of equal value.
Who's to say that the well-planned trip affords more pleasure than the spontaneous get-away? For some people who have followed rigid schedules all their lives, a last-minute trip could be the ultimate experience in liberation and refreshment. Ditto for the person who gets stressed out in the lead-up to an event and is more likely to overanalyze the upcoming vacation than simply anticipate the good times?
And as for purchasing a house, I had to grit my teeth at the suggestion that eschewing the one with the fancy kitchen represented the right way to do things. So the guy who bought the house near the hiking trail is happy with his choice. Good for him. Really. I know many outdoor enthusiasts who would make the same choice. But for those of us who love to cook and believe well-prepared, sit-down meals are a key feature of a happy home, a kitchen with all the bells and whistles would be irresistable. And it, too, could create experiences. Think of the friends you could have over for either organized or impromptu meals? Imagine the family gatherings that could take place under your roof? Consider the various culinary traditions from different cultures you could explore on the cheap and in your own way?
In short, I just bristle at the notion that possessions are synonymous with vice. As others have said, it's the way you use them that ought to count more.
*climbs off soap box* Sorry Mac!