Tag: just a thought

I may be late to the game, but in 2011, Selena Gomez was hypnotized by her crush’s destiny, which I would guess means she doesn’t really have one of her own.

Her guy is a “miracle,” “saves her life again.” She’s playing an adolescent girl in women’s clothes. Her character is stunted. This is why I tend to spend most of my time under a rock.

It’s okay, when you’re 13, to be hypnotized by destiny, but please, make sure it’s your own.

The last comment on Youtube was made an hour ago from someone with a Russian name.

Interpreting the Ad

A woman stands on her own.  A girl does not.  A woman wears dresses past her knees.  A girl does not.  A mother is a woman who protects her daughter and lets her son express himself through attitude.  A girl cannot have attitude.  A woman does not have attitude, but can pose.  A girl cannot pose.  A girl cannot pose like a boy.  A boy can pose like he owns the place.  A girl can stand with her mother and smile.  A girl is protected.  A boy does not have to be.

Brands build exclusivity with color and style.  Identifying with a brand is identifying with its exclusivity.  Identifying with a brand is a luxury.  Those who cannot or can no longer afford to identify with a brand may prefer otherwise.  Is it because they feel shut out from one world, or trapped in another?   What does identifying with a brand exclude?  It can exclude the inner-peace that comes from leading an authentic life.

A man was walking back and forth outside of Starbucks in Kansas City, MO, for the whole hour I sat there, watching. He carried two plastic bags, spoke to no one, and no one spoke to him. It was morning, and the St. John store across the street was closed. He only walked as far as the does in the video. Most of the time, he stood by the potted plant, next to the ramp that leads to the Starbucks patio, where people came and went.

My conscious now berates me for not having said hello, but I was playing a role.  It was as if I were invisible, making myself known through other people, people who felt invisible, too. I was a documenter. And if given the chance, yes, I would have documented his life. But I hadn’t the time or resources to talk with, meet, and follow him. All I had was his reflection in a high-end retail store on a Monday morning.

Bigger is always better.  Until it kills you.  Then the show is over. #just a thought