Stars, they’re just like us but with more money. No seriously they are. Many of us look at stars like immortals, wanting to be like them, look like them, dress like them. Some even go as far as getting plastic surgery mimicking the look of their famed starlet. These stars are our idols, fashion guru, gateway to a world most of us will never experience simply because we will don’t have the cash flow to shop on Rodeo, or fly in a Gulf-stream drifting through a sunset and into a sunrise. We think their world is perfect, that they have no flaws, no issues, no worries, that they always get their heart throb and never any heartaches. In other words they can have their cake and eat it too but they don’t and besides who came up with that lame saying anyway? What’s the point in having cake and not being able to eat it? Can we please come up with a better saying then this when it comes to wanting the things we think we want in life but can not have? That saying is for the birds! Now there’s a saying worth keeping around and applies to the ideals we perceive of the stars and the pedestals we place them on.
Today, I flew an obsessively famous young girl who at the age of 16 in one year earned $25 million. There are not many, if only a handful of people who would not know who she is. She is plastered all over the TV, the magazines, little girls envy and covet her life as well as most girls at any age. To them she is perfect. Perfect life, perfect family, perfect smile, perfect voice, perfect boyfriend, simply perfect. However, this girl is far from having insecurities similar to, if not exactly like every other person that fantasizes about living her life and walking in her Jimmy Choos shoes. We have an image in our minds of what it must be like to be them, but our ideals are usually terribly misconstrued.
As the GIV revved up and the wealthy, ‘we can have any materialistic thing our hearts desire’ family settled in with loaded anticipation for their family vacation to the Bahamas this ‘perfect’ girl flipped through the magazines and as the plane taxied the girls, loud and boisterous talked about Prada, plastic surgery and a new set of ‘racks’, tattoos and the latest fashions. In the midst of the conversation the ‘perfect’ girl continued to flip through the glossy pages of “People” magazine and as she studied each famous face the insecurities flourished engulfing the ‘perfect’ girl in the same way it does every girl or boy that flips through the same glossy pages and sees a beautiful face staring back. As she looked she voiced her fears, her insecurities ‘people think I am dumb, but it’s just that I am smarter then them,’ ‘she’s so beautiful I wish I looked like her’ - I wish, I wish, I wish, I want, I want, I want. Little do we all realize we are those same people plastered on the glossy pages. We are just like them, they are just like us just with more cash in the bank, more worries and less opportunity to enjoy the simple things in life like a lunch with friends that isn’t being watched and contrived into something sinister by the hidden face clicking photographs and creating an entire headline out of a brief moment of a second of that famous persons life.
The sad reality is those people want to be us. Those people look at our lives and want the freedom to walk down the street, enjoy a cup of coffee at their local coffee shop, hug their friends, shop and take a vacation all without the pointing, the stares and the cameras flashing causing momentary blindness and the stories that will inevitably ensue as a result of doing what we, the ‘mediocre’, get to do freely everyday. True we may not have the high net worth these glossy faces do and when we take our vacations we most likely will be flying coach all while rubbing elbows with the sweaty, too large for the seat passenger beside us and once at our destination we will not be checking into the Four Seasons at $900/night but we are free to do what we want, be what we want and love who we want without scrutiny from strangers. The simple fact is, no amount of money can buy that kind of luxury.
So be happy! Love what you’ve had in your life, what you have in your life and what you will be blessed with in your life but,
Today, I flew an obsessively famous young girl who at the age of 16 in one year earned $25 million. There are not many, if only a handful of people who would not know who she is. She is plastered all over the TV, the magazines, little girls envy and covet her life as well as most girls at any age. To them she is perfect. Perfect life, perfect family, perfect smile, perfect voice, perfect boyfriend, simply perfect. However, this girl is far from having insecurities similar to, if not exactly like every other person that fantasizes about living her life and walking in her Jimmy Choos shoes. We have an image in our minds of what it must be like to be them, but our ideals are usually terribly misconstrued.
As the GIV revved up and the wealthy, ‘we can have any materialistic thing our hearts desire’ family settled in with loaded anticipation for their family vacation to the Bahamas this ‘perfect’ girl flipped through the magazines and as the plane taxied the girls, loud and boisterous talked about Prada, plastic surgery and a new set of ‘racks’, tattoos and the latest fashions. In the midst of the conversation the ‘perfect’ girl continued to flip through the glossy pages of “People” magazine and as she studied each famous face the insecurities flourished engulfing the ‘perfect’ girl in the same way it does every girl or boy that flips through the same glossy pages and sees a beautiful face staring back. As she looked she voiced her fears, her insecurities ‘people think I am dumb, but it’s just that I am smarter then them,’ ‘she’s so beautiful I wish I looked like her’ - I wish, I wish, I wish, I want, I want, I want. Little do we all realize we are those same people plastered on the glossy pages. We are just like them, they are just like us just with more cash in the bank, more worries and less opportunity to enjoy the simple things in life like a lunch with friends that isn’t being watched and contrived into something sinister by the hidden face clicking photographs and creating an entire headline out of a brief moment of a second of that famous persons life.
The sad reality is those people want to be us. Those people look at our lives and want the freedom to walk down the street, enjoy a cup of coffee at their local coffee shop, hug their friends, shop and take a vacation all without the pointing, the stares and the cameras flashing causing momentary blindness and the stories that will inevitably ensue as a result of doing what we, the ‘mediocre’, get to do freely everyday. True we may not have the high net worth these glossy faces do and when we take our vacations we most likely will be flying coach all while rubbing elbows with the sweaty, too large for the seat passenger beside us and once at our destination we will not be checking into the Four Seasons at $900/night but we are free to do what we want, be what we want and love who we want without scrutiny from strangers. The simple fact is, no amount of money can buy that kind of luxury.
So be happy! Love what you’ve had in your life, what you have in your life and what you will be blessed with in your life but,
be careful of what you ask for
because you might just get it...
because you might just get it...
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