Is Shopping my only hobby?
Written By : Hannah Corbett
There I was, standing in yet another checkout line, clutching a perfectly oversized cashmere sweater I definitely didn’t need but absolutely had to have. As I tapped my card and ignored my bank account’s silent screams, I had a thought. While I could be using my time doing something perhaps “productive” or “brain stimulating,” I was using it to shop. And then it hit me—was shopping a hobby, or had I simply turned retail therapy into my own personal Olympic event?
In your twenties, hobbies are supposed to be enriching. Productive. Character-building. People take up pottery, they start book clubs, they learn how to bake sourdough from scratch. But for myself, I’ve learned that there’s not one thing that I do for fun that I haven't tried to turn into a job. I love writing, so I started a digital magazine and now I have a team of writers and interview people. I love taking pilates classes, but not enough to just leave it at that. I went and got my certification so now I teach pilates. I love reading romance books, so what am I doing? Literally writing a book. So there I am, standing at the cash register, realizing that shopping…is my one and only hobby.
But as I dragged my latest finds into my tiny apartment, I faced another existential crisis—where was I supposed to put all of this? My closet was already bursting at the seams, my under-bed storage was at max capacity, even my tv console in the living room had extra clothes in it. And that’s when it hit me: I needed Locker.
Not a real locker, but Want Locker, the Pinterest-style shopping app where you can actually make money from your finds. Imagine curating your dream closet, no more impulsive in person buys, all while sharing your best fashion discoveries, and—best of all—earning from them. It’s organization meets entrepreneurship, a way to turn my slightly excessive shopping habits into a side hustle.
Now, instead of just shopping for myself, I was shopping strategically. Finding pieces that not only fit my aesthetic but would inspire others to buy, filling my digital Locker with outfit inspiration, must-have accessories, and trend-driven gems. It’s kind of like running my own personal boutique, except without the overhead costs or the stress of stocking inventory.
So, I couldn’t help but wonder—was I just a girl with a shopping problem, or was I actually onto something? Maybe, in our twenties, hobbies don’t have to be traditional. Maybe they’re just the things that bring us joy like turning our shopping addiction into a profitable, aesthetically curated side hustle. But of course still window shopping to get our steps in.