I have a confession to make: I own too many clothes. I’m not proud of it, but it’s true. I harp on about why possessions don’t equal happiness, and why the concept of minimalism is attractive to me, but in truth, I don’t practice what I preach. And I’m starting to feel like a bit of a traitor. I have too many clothes, because I buy too many clothes. And I buy too many clothes, because I love fashion, but I also love shopping. There, I said it. You heard it here first.