Thursday, October 2, 2008

Yay for my team; musings on fashion mags



I just couldn't resist posting this picture when I saw it. I am a fan of both these two, His Holiness the Dalai Lama and Senator Barak Obama, who preside over and work in two disparate worlds -- the spiritual and the political. it almost shocked me when I saw it because I had those two worlds separated out in my own mind-- compartmentalized. LIke I had to shift my focus to take in first one, and then another, and then finally both at the same time.

What else have we (sadly) compartmentalized? I know I do that when I read a fashion magazine and then when I look at myself in the mirror and am just glad that I still look okay. Sometimes great, but never wholly "bad." Whatever that is. But I try to never compare myself to the models in the fashion mags, even their clothes. I do get inspired to wear better, but never to take seriously what they are showing as fashion on the streets of NYC or the beaches of Cancun and compare that with what I'm going to wear to HEB. (And never mind the age factor! Don't let me get started on that.)

I used to really get into reading the fashion mags (or People magazine or whatever), and it can become painful when you start comparing their life to yours or their fashion accessory to your dumpy bag from Target. Now when that happens, I drop the mags like a hot potato. I don't have time to argue with Mother Nature or the boss from The Devil Wears Prada. I don't have time to pine away because my hair makes split ends almost as fast as I can make hair. Or my skin is only happy when it's being showered with fresh air and exercise, and not makeup (!!). Except for the eyes. The eyes are okay with makeup. The rest of me wants to breathe!

Okay. That's enough from me right now. I'm outta here! Til next time....

But, hey, let me know if you think I should split this up into two different posts. I might do it. But only if you ask.