Thursday, October 29, 2009

Look at me!

My best friend in California just sent me a link to an article about the Balloon Hoax, and how these people had a taste of fame and praise on Wife Swap and needed some more.

It's funny, because she and I often talk about the need to feel important, recognized, obsessed over by others. Especially in younger generations. I just told my therapist 28 min into the session ($35.89 later) that I often like to come across as well put together to others, even when it is a giant freaking LIE. I don't know what the hell I'm doing at any given point in time, but that's not what's important. It's deceiving everyone else to think that I know what I'm doing. Don't most of us want that?

That's what makes me laugh at Facebook, but totally out of love. I am not separate from the offense of seeking the perfect profile pic. It has clearly been cut out of the picture that Melissa sent to me from that one unimportant night out on July 26th, when my hair still look freshly blown out and my smokey, sultry eye makeup was on top of my lids instead of in the crevices underneath my eyes, and the flash hit my teeth that made them appear capped and bleached like a celebrity. And now there is even some tool that cuts out my face for me from the group of people I was faking being excited to be with, leaving only Joey's arm around my shoulder and Anjali's drink next to my left pushed up breast. And when people look at it, they will think, "This girl has her shit together because she always must look this fabulous."

Are you laughing at yourselves with me?

1 comment:

  1. Yay! I got a blog mention! Yay!

    BTW I feel sorry for the people who make those pictures their profile pics. Mine are all totally candid, as you know.