Once I worked with a girl whose name was Sarah, but insisted that everybody called her Chanel.
Her hair was dyed red and she wore it straight all the time. Her eyebrows were dyed matching that tone. She wore green contact lenses, one day after another, for the whole year I worked in that place. She always insisted they were her real eyes, as real as her "real looking" fake eye lashes. She also wore a really really really long silver acrylic nails. If I see her in the street without all these things I don't think I would be able to recognise her.
Are we running away from reality? maybe creating our own version of it? one where we are how we should have been if we had the chance of dictate our DNA how to behave?
When I was in my teens the best we could do was to wear highlights/dye your hair, maybe straight it too and try to master the secrets of a good make up. That's all the tools we had to try to be a better version of our selves! nothing else... you could not disguise what your true colours were... learn acceptance that not everybody can be "perfect" as per "fashion magazine definition" of it and live with that fact.
But nowadays, where you can buy for under a tenner a packed new eye colour, or extra eye lashes, nails, hair extensions, a different hair colour, gel pads for extra size here and there...
are we so bored with ourselves that we need to pretend to be somebody different? a reality in disguise... Do we feel better if we hide ourselves behind a new version of us?
My friend Maya went on a date with a hot guy, and when she took away her "+2 sizes up bra" he asked where her boobs have gone?" so where our "real one selves" have gone?
Are we not brave enough to be real?
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