the sea of sameness

Everyone is content being everyone else. Nobody really cares about who they are anymore. In the nineties the only thing people wanted was the Rachel or the Clooney for their hair. They completely overturned their identity to be like someone else. We idolize others more than we care about ourselves. Another thing that’s sad is when you have to refer to someone as an ex best friend. If they aren’t able to maintain the title they weren’t worthy of it. My ex best friend swears she looks like taylor swift. Okay taylor is pretty but you don’t look like her. Why would you want to look like her anyways? She hasn’t done anything morally worthy like MLK or Gandhi. She is just another teenage girl making bank. What is honorable and valuable in that? Why can’t we be happy with ourselves? We were made perfect the way we are. In my speech class we saw a thing where this guy has found how to make “super ugly” people “gorgeous”. He says it’s just a few millimeters. He has mathematically found a formula to make us look desirable. Who wants to go and be told how far they are from perfect? He says that the space between your upper lip and your nose should be equal to your eye size. That’s true when you learn how to do portraits but still, who wants to know how far they are from being attractive. We are drawn to the quirks or “flaws” in other people. When someone has a little bump of excess cartilage in their ear, or moles on their nose that are just there, that’s what is attractive. Those little things make us who we are. That is something unique to us and nobody should ever tell us that is not cute or wrong. Who are you to judge me and my body? We don’t have the right to do that to anyone no matter what we think. We need to embrace who we are and accept that we are who we are and we shouldn’t want to change that. I’d rather look like nobody because that’s when you stand out, that’s what makes you identifiable in a crowd of similarities.