you probably won't even understand my ramble

"Every girl is expected to have caucasian blue eyes, full Spanish lips, a classic button nose, hairless Asian skin with a California tan, a Jamaican dance hall butt, long Swedish legs, small Japanese feet, the abs of a lesbian gym owner, the hips of a nine-year-old boy, and the arms of Michelle Obama. The only person close to actually achieving this look is Kim Kardashian, who, as we know, was made by Russian scientists to sabotage our athletes. Everyone else is struggling." - Tina Fey






i'm thinking this is brilliantly worded. isn't it true? isn't it amazing that society does this? isn't it amazing that "society" is really.......just......us....? i mean really. think about it......."society." who even is society?! it's US. we as human beings tell ourselves what we want and need. society says we need the new trends? we say we need the new trends. it's really just a bunch of ONE PERSON saying they need to look a certain way. a bunch of single people make up society. to me, that's amazing. we have the power to dismiss trends. when no one wears a certain style, it goes away. when no one wants to use a certain computer, they stop making it. when people think they need to look a certain way, it becomes magnified and the products to help you achieve that look are sold. 


i'm guilty of thinking i need to look a certain way. don't get me wrong, i'm confident (80% of the time). but i go to the gym to get leaner legs, a flatter tummy, and michelle obama arms (none of this is ever achieved, but a girl can dream). i wear makeup to make my eyes prettier, my lips plumper, and so forth.  i'm fully guilty, and i'll admit it. but who says i have to look like that? who says i can't be fat and not wear makeup? 
you do? you tell me that? 
or do I tell myself that because I think you're telling ME that? in a way you are. YOU are telling me how to look. i'm just choosing to listen....to a point.





the concept of our "society" will always baffle me. i'm rambling because i have thoughts racing a thousand miles a minute and i can't type fast enough to capture them before they're lost. i hope you understand the point i'm trying to make. 








what is the point? i really don't know. 




as tina fey puts it..... i'm struggling.




yours truly,
jasmine