I Don’t Hate Blake Lively, but …
I don’t hate Blake Lively, the star of my favorite TV show, “Gossip Girl.” Honestly, I don’t. But she gives me a raging inferiority complex.
Blake got the cover of this month’s Vogue magazine, along with an interview and a photo shoot modeling beachwear.
She says that she eats what she wants and doesn’t exercise.
Oh, please, just shoot me now.
I exercise almost every day and eat like an anorexic gerbil. The only reason I’m not bulimic is that I couldn’t get okay with the idea of making myself throw up on a regular basis. Plus it’s bad for your teeth. I’m not fat, but it’s a constant battle.
The point is, I could exercise 15 hours a day and live on nothing but celery. But I would never look as good as Blake. Never never.
Yes, I know it’s mostly genetics, along with professional makeup artists and good photography. And maybe I’ve got a few IQ points on her to compensate. Big deal: lots of guys hit on me at parties because they think I have a high IQ. Not. The one feature where I look better than Blake is, well, let’s just say that I need a very good jogging bra.
And then there’s Teen Vogue. Yes, I know that I’m almost 21, but I still read it.
It has a slide show about all the fashions in the new Twilight movie, “Eclipse,” so you can buy them and wear them yourself. Sometimes I wonder if half the point of these movies is to sell clothes. Naturally, I’ll buy some of them, but they won’t look as good on me as they do on Kristen Stewart in the movie.
I don’t know. Maybe I should just stop reading fashion magazines and stick to Scientific American Mind. 🙂
Copyright 2010 by Rinth de Shadley.