It’s going to be in the 90s the next few days and honestly it’s not so bad after I made it through last summer with no air conditioner in 100 degree weather.
I’ve always loved this top I got from Urban earlier this year but I’ve never worn it! For some reason I feel it doesn’t really go with anything else? I threw it over one of those cooling Uniqlo tanks and shorts and called it a day.
So every now and then the topic of consumerism and materialism reaches the depth of my thoughts and shakes me to the core. I wish I were exaggerating but it’s true.
It all started when I read an online Teen Vogue featuring a tour of Pink Horror Show’s apartment. Now, I kind of knew her as she used to belong to the online group I’ve been in since I was 16 and well honestly she was shamed out for making negative remarks about “fat” people, calling them disgusting when they kiss etc. She just doesn’t seem like a nice person. Her apartment on the other hand is beautiful and located in manhattan and as has shoes that cost more than I make in a month “artfully” laying on”artfully” laying around on stacks of old vogues. Sorry but I can’t help but be envious. Her lifestyle is heavily supported by her parents which also enables her to have a successful blog. If you are born into a wealthier household you are more likely to have more opportunities, it’s the truth. I remember reading about Taylor swift and how her family was able to give her lessons and moved to tennessee where the capital of country music is to just give her the chance. Anyhow It really digs into me that people who may not have the nicest attitude can have such a nice lifestyle while all I ever would like to do it treat people with respect and kindness but have little hope to even own a pair a shoes that cost over $100.
The real question I ask myself is: what do I really want? We grow up striving for the best, to work hard so we in order to live a cushy life. Add in crazy reality shows we’re seen our whole lives depicting unrealistic lifestyles (Cribs comes to mind) and you’ve got some fantastical expectations!
I try to keep myself down to earth (especially that I everyday work on Park Ave in a extremely wealthy family’s apartment) and question everything. Do I need an HD TV to be happy? Probably not! This helps me maintain my sanity and not give in to jealousy/ life isn’t fair/ how the other half lives mentality.