I give myself decision fatigue every morning as I consider which amazing cafe to visit for my darling coffee. Options are a real struggle. First I have to make the decision of going to one of my two loyals and favourites ( although I can hardly call myself loyal can I, when I am frequently torn between more than one ). If that’s a no, then I have to decide which place from my extensive list will be the lucky winner of my $4 that day.
Yes, decision fatigue is such a first world invented, trivial problem, but it is real. Hence why so many of the most successful people a la Obama and Mark Zuckerburg wear a self-invented uniform each day, as a way of reducing the number of decisions needed to make.
Unfortunately for me, or fortunately depending how you look at it, a uniform is not an option. The joy and mini burst of creativity I find when compiling my day’s outfit far outweighs the burden of the decision, although it is often a tumultuous and drawn-out process ( one of the reasons why I find it so handy to lay out the night before – more sleep time, less early morning stress time ). I need to reduce my decisions in other ways instead.
The only decision-making saviour I have found so far is through Well Made Clothes, where I know that whatever I pick to purchase is sustainable in some aspect. Whether it’s ethical manufacturing or sustainable fabrics or locally made, I know I’m safe in my choosing.
Like Limb – with seriously sexy looking jumpsuits and snap skirts. All made in locally in Melbourne by a couple of clever girls with a dream of wearable classics. Definitely achieved. Definitely a guilt-free, non-decision ( because there is no decision-making required when it all looks this good + feels good for the planet ).
(Images from here)
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