Yep. I'm ready to be cuffed. Call me Bitter.
In actuality I have no justification to be bitter. I live a charmed life compared to many on the planet.
What brought on this most recent bout of bitterness you ask. Simple: The pure evilness that is InStyle magazine. Not only does this magazine put all sorts of things that I "need" to look younger, prettier, less frizzy, more chic, etc. in my mind, but now it also taunts me with children of celebrities who are given full page modeling spreads.
Reference a recent issue that featured Dakota Johnson, daughter of Don Johnson and Melanie Griffith, Lily Collins, daughter of Phil Collins, Zelda Williams, daughter of Robin Williams, all of whom are now actresses, and Mavis Spencer, daughter of Alfre Woodard, who is "deferring at Columbia because she is starting to model," due to what the magazine describes as her 'skyscraping height' (she is 6 feet tall).
Wah Wah Wah. I want famous parents so that I can get an awesome job.
Oh, and I want tall parents so that I can "defer" from my boring job trajectory to take time to model. In fact, I would so love to model (even considering my bland and indistinct features) that I would pay them for the opportunity to model...
And I also want a Temptu Airbrush makeup system because I wasn't one of the first 50 readers to win one for free and I so deserve a flawless complexion.
...and I wanna be like Donatella Versace lamenting that she has "warehouses full of art and [she's] run out of wall space." Boo hoo hoo...
Thanks InStyle. You've convinced me it's time for some new reading material, which reminds me I'm about due for another "book recommendation" ;-)
*Still time to enter my Crazy Dog T Giveaway - lots of cool designs!*