Real Housewives... Really? Reality?
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I have 2 confessions. First- I am totally obsessed with watching shows like Real Housewives... of the OC, of the big A, of the hotlanta... And shows like Life in the Fab Lane, Jon&Kate (she is amazing!), La Ink, Girls Next Door, and every other "reality" shows that depict women as the impossible ideal of womanhood in our century. Women who are motivated, powerful, hustle that dollar, glamorous, mothers, wives, in control of their fast lives. Who find their inner talent and capitalize on it. They are involved in everything from real estate to tattooing; from fashion to mothering. Who succeed in the boardroom, bedroom, classroom. These women are perfectly beautiful and toned. Their nails are always done. Their homes are perfectly kept; mostly by their housekeepers, of course, but some are just that organized. They have these totally amazing lives.
Confession number two: I want to be one when I grow up. They are the epitome of how I imagine how my life should be. I want to always look my best. I want endless amount of energy and consistent drive that leads me to making loads of dough. I want my passions to make me money. I want my home perfectly organized and sparkling clean. I want to be svelte and perfectly toned. I want my nails always done and my hair always sexy. I want a big, beautiful home and a luxury car. I want the beautiful children and amazing vacations. I want the brand names and gorgeous clothes. But I think it's the drive that what I want most. Because, depsite their inevitable faults, they have the energy and motivation and determination that I seem to be lacking. What I am most envious of, is the inner strength that propels you to make your own dreams come true...
Confession number two: I want to be one when I grow up. They are the epitome of how I imagine how my life should be. I want to always look my best. I want endless amount of energy and consistent drive that leads me to making loads of dough. I want my passions to make me money. I want my home perfectly organized and sparkling clean. I want to be svelte and perfectly toned. I want my nails always done and my hair always sexy. I want a big, beautiful home and a luxury car. I want the beautiful children and amazing vacations. I want the brand names and gorgeous clothes. But I think it's the drive that what I want most. Because, depsite their inevitable faults, they have the energy and motivation and determination that I seem to be lacking. What I am most envious of, is the inner strength that propels you to make your own dreams come true...



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