The other day, someone asked me how old Ke$ha is and I didn’t know. So, of course, I had to look it up (I hate not knowing). While I found out that Kesha Rose Sebert is a mere 24 years old, I also learned some other fun facts about her. Kesha was raised by a single mother who was just barely able to get by. Kesha’s upbringing was so meager that the family relied on welfare and foodstamps for a period of time. As I kept reading Kesha’s Wikipedia entry, I became more and more intrigued by her. I hadn’t really felt one way or the other about her until I realized that Kesha is not only smarter than she lets on, but she owns who she is and where she came from. She’s strange, vulgar, and a little bit off her rocker, but all of those things make her who she is.
This, of course, got me to thinking. Not many people are very comfortable with who they are. It seems now that our culture is obsessed with being “fabulous” and keeping up the “right” appearance. Our generation has racked up billions in credit card debt trying to “pop bottles” and wear the right shoes, right bags, right jeans. We want to drive the right cares and live in the right zip code. I just have one question: who’s to say what’s “right”?
Thanks to reality shows and people like Paris Hilton and Kim Kardashian who are rich and famous for no good reason, people everywhere are just chasing the dream. Heaven forbid you work hard to earn your living. We are all pretending we’re on an episode of MTV Cribs or something. Why can’t we just be happy with what we already have rather than maxing out the plastic trying to buy new identities? I have news for you. You aren’t Lauren Conrad and this isn’t The Hills.
When people ask me where I’m from, I tell them Wheeling, West Virginia. Glamorous? No. But I am proud of it and it’s part of who I am. Believe it or not, most people (who realize that West Virginia is actually a state and not just the western part of Virginia- see diagram below) are intrigued and start asking lots of questions.
It took a while for me to learn to accept all of the things that society tells me aren’t ideal about myself. I’m never going to look like Marisa Miller, I probably will never own my own jet, and not even autotune is going to land me a hit single. My brother, who is an artist, once told me I had a good face for painting because it is “unique.” Before I could smack him, he explained that people with perfectly symmetrical faces are less interesting and easily forgettable. Why do you think the world was so outraged when Jennifer Grey got a nose job? Same thing with Ashley Tisdale. Sometimes, the things that are “wrong” with us are the things that people find most interesting and attractive. Everyone is trying to so hard to be different, yet trying to fit in one mold.
If everyone was the same- looked the same, liked the same things, dressed the same, had the same beliefs, the world would be an incredibly mundane place. So, instead of trying to change all of your so called flaws, why not embrace them? Own it, girl.
xx,
WhyDid
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So, while we all suffer through a blizzard, Miss Paris Hilton frolicked on the beaches of Hawaii this past week. She’s been much more low key these days (thank heavens) and here I am dragging her back into the spotlight. Well, whatever. I couldn’t help but think that P. Hilton has a striking resemblance to one of our favorite childhood characters… Big Bird! Since, I know that Paris is far too young to be moonlighting as Mr. Bird, himself, I started to wonder is this her Aunt Kim? I mean… she did say (repeatedly) she was a child star…
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Though it is considered a “steak house” this place reads old school Italian to me. There is nothing fancy shmancy or over the top here. The red vinyl booths and checkered table cloths give a cute and kitschy feel (though I doubt they put thought into it). You really can’t go wrong with anything on the menu. From spaghetti and meatballs to chicken parm, you will surely leave satisfied and stuffed.
Oh wait. Apparently that’s what you’re trying to do to me with this outfit. Someone call the police. Attempted murder. Anyway, here’s Paris in Japan. The only country where people seem to not hate her. I mean… what on earth is she wearing? Another major concern of mine is this: Why can’t a girl who has so much money and basically access to the best of the best in beauty get herself a decent set of hair extensions? Why? Why? Why? Forget her cocaine/gum… her get up is a crime in and of itself.
