There is a lot in pop culture about how it’s really better no to fit in. From “Mr Smith Goes to Washington” to “Revenge of the Nerds” we are sold that though it may hurt it’s really better to be the iconoclast. And granted I have comforted myself with this at times… even recently.Some moms on the playground had a bee in their bonnet about an altercation with another mom. And I said, “Hey, I’ll confront her, ’cause I don’t care if people like me anymore; I feel cranky.” Which only half true. I do feel cranky, but we all want to be liked and fit in.
Also, one wants to stand out for positive attributes. In junior high there was one small clique of girls who always had perfect hair. Cute french braids that held up the sides of their hair. Perfectly places barrettes. I looked like a mess as did my close friends. I use to jam a hair clip in my hair in the hopes of it looking swell; it always sagged, and by second period I had shoved it into the outside pocket of my back pack. Sad thing is, I’m still lousy at styling my hair! Oh, God… (sigh).
Anyway, sometimes you try to fit it, but in your heart, you don’t.
Oh my gosh…that baby!!
Sorry, Daphne…didn’t hear a word you said, I only have eyes for that baby!!!!
He has got to be the cutest one I’ve ever seen…
P,S, I’ve never been drawn to “middle of the road.” The most interesting people I”ve known, the ones with the BEST stories are the ones who just are at the other ends of what everyone else is…
I remember when my 8th grade friends (with friends like those, who needs enemies..s.) suddenly turned on me at recess and started telling me all the physically wrong things I had about: I had kinky hair, was too skinny, had crooked teeth, was flat, and it looked like I had a moustache!!
Well…thank you very much…as if I didn’t already inspect the heck out of myself at that age. Hello….I already KNEW all those things…creeps.
Well, guess who grew up and did local modeling stuff for the dept stores in town…uh, that would be me, girlfriends, me: too tall, too skinny, too dark, me.
good for you Swan! I already worry for Viv about mean girls can be. And my eye is out to nip any “mean girl” of hers in the bud.
So very funny. I do love The New Yorker (thus, my site: http://www.newyorkerest.com), but I need a solid 1-2 hours of reading every night just to fall asleep. I created The New Yorkerest for people who wish they had time to read the magazine weekly, but have more interesting lives than I do. For each issue I choose the one article that I think is the best so people can reply to that cocktail party small talk with “why no, I haven’t gotten to that one yet. but did you read the fascinating analysis of the situation in …”
Thanks for making me laugh with your funny video.
I think that baby just tripled in cuteness, like, overnight!!
New Yorkerest!! I will check it out. Thanks for getting my drift.
Neena, well, i kind of think so! But, I’m biased. thanks
Rex is so super cute. He’s getting so big. I never read the New Yorker. Im with you on this one. To many letters not enough pictures. Lol