Monday Mashup: GelPerfect Followup and the Closet of Shame

Hey everybody! Welcome to a new week. I mentioned Friday that I had a blogger meetup to attend this weekend. Unfortunately, it was postponed due to scheduling conflicts. 
Today I want to do a follow up to my review of the Gel Perfect product. In my original review I mentioned that I already had a couple teensy chips. Well, this manicure is supposed to last 2 weeks just like a gel mani from the salon. I just wanna say "Poppycock!"
I applied the Gel Perfect polish last Saturday afternoon. The below photo was taken Saturday morning.

 Please note the massive amount of chipping and the fissures visible in the polish.

Those fissures are chips waiting to happen. Can you believe it? I was appalled. Obviously, the polish didn't all chip off my nails Saturday morning. This has been an ongoing process all week. 

I also want to clarify that I do NOT peel or pick at my polish. This just happens on its own. I should also tell you that I own a very fancy dishwasher and do NOT handwash dishes. Additionally, my nails have not been through a stone tumbler and I don't use my nails as tools. 
I get better results with regular polish and two coats of a topcoat. Please ladies, leave NutraNail Gel Perfect right where you find it > on the shelf of your local beauty store. If you want a gel manicure that lasts, get it done at the salon and spend the extra money. I have had a salon Gel manicure and it does indeed last two weeks. Gel Perfect didn't really last more than two days. Pathetic! 
What's with the Closet of Shame business, you ask? Let me explain.
I went out to the mall with my Fashion Sister Tiffany this weekend and while shopping I began to really think about the clothes on the racks and the point of shopping. 
I have an inexcusable amount of clothing. And shoes. And accessories. Yet for some inexplicable reason, I want MORE. I want NEW. Since starting my blog a little over a year ago, I feel additional pressure to buy new stuff. Or "new to me" stuff. "Do my readers really want to see the same outfits and jackets I was wearing last year? I must have something different and exciting to share with them." This is often the mentality that accompanies me to my local stores. I don't always buy "new" clothing. Very often I am thrift or consignment shopping. But rarely do items that go into my closet leave my possession. So why do I always want to buy things? What is with this addiction to clothing? Where does it come from? Should I control it? I am not in any financial difficulty. My credit card gets paid off every month without fail. But is that good enough? Should I continue to pack things into my closet? Do any of you struggle with this crazy consumerism/collecting? Having the latest style, gadget or appliance just because you can? 
So this is my Closet Confession. As a matter of full disclosure I must also tell you that some of these items in my closet were purchased twenty years ago. They still fit. I still wear them. 

 This is the top rack of my closet. These are all Blouses and Jackets. I have long sleeve cotton knit tops and tanks in my dresser. These are only the items that hang. I also have jackets and coats in two other closets. 

This is the bottom rack in the closet. It holds all my pants and skirts. You can see at least one that still has the tag attached. 

 Here are the majority of my shoes. There are at least 6 more boxes under my bed. The Nike box on top right actually holds a pair of Nine West black suede shoes. I have no athletic shoes on the shelf. Those are next to my night stand. Can you see that I seriously don't have room to stack any more shoes? The shelf is physically bowed from the burden of holding my shoe collection. Sad but true. 
Honestly, I love my shoes. Every pair gets worn at the very least once a year. None are neglected. They are lovingly worn, cleaned and put back in their box. 

This hanger holds a small portion of scarves and belts. Those that wouldn't fit in my belt drawer or hatbox that holds scarves. 

My collection of tights. They are stacked at least 4 deep in each stack. At least four pairs have not yet been worn. They're new. Give me time. 

The belt drawer. I seriously couldn't put another belt in here if a gun were held to my head. 

In spite of all these items shown, I am lusting after a pair of black suede over the knee boots and I am desperately hunting for a tan wool mini skirt for Winter. Please keep in mind that my Spring/Summer items have been safely packed away to await the return of warm weather and Daylight Saving Time. There is also a collection of party dresses currently residing in my attic. 

So how about you? Do you own an ungodly amount of fashion? Do you lust after more? Should I be ashamed?