The moment we got back (7 girls) to the hotel a few weeks ago in New York, three girls immediately pulled out their cell phones and started talking. I remember thinking how absurd the scene was. Three Asian girls sitting on the beds talking with a boy on the line. Twirling their hair around their thumb and talking about their day to a voice.
But isn\’t that life I am supposed to be destined to lead? My sister said one of her friends commented to her that I wasn\’t into makeup, clothes and things like that. I am not, but I am surprised that I am expected to do so.
My roommate got me to watching What Not to Wear and I find myself trying to figure out which of the four skin tones I am. (Summer, apparently.) Then my romp with watching the Hills where eyeliner is key for ditsy days.
Point is that we get sucked into thinking that looking good is the key to a good life.