2012 has been a year of many purchases, and just as many culls, a fact which I truly am loathe to acknowledge or wish to admit. I’ve found irony in the number of times that I vowed I would attempt to shop smarter, or cut down on my number of purchases. Neither of which I seem to have achieved in any respect, instead choosing to play up the number of frivolities I indulged in over the year. I’ve found myself becoming increasingly drawn to the same kinds of images, perhaps a reflection of my style inclinations maturing, although who could…