I’ve had a lot of topics pass in and out of my thoughts over the last week but I haven’t sat down to write about any of them. One that’s been reoccurring for over a year, however, is regarding vanity. I’ve written a lot of things that reflect my dislike of silly trends and vain generations
, but I’m not sure how often I’ve spelled out my frustrations of avoiding hypocrisy. I was thinking about it a lot again today and decided maybe it was time to pen something out.
Case and point. (If you haven’t watched that video yet, do it…because you’ll be hearing a lot about it for quite some time. It’s the new, What Does the Fox Say.)
I have read sooo many articles lately that bash my generation. “Vain”, “self-absorbed”, “egocentric”,… and at first I was nodding right along. Then I thought, isn’t it a bit ironic? All of these people from my generation keep writing about “those guys” in the same generation, the people who are giving us the “bad rap”. But even us writers, here we are breaking things down and giving our view on some larger thing just because we think we have a valuable opinion? That people will want to hear what we have to say? And what about the fact that we’re still part of that generation?
I’m pretty sure anyone in our generation associated at all with technology or the internet is at least a little self-absorbed, albeit because they do have a Facebook account and post photos or because they play online video games and don’t associate with live humans. I know there are people out there who refrain completely from technology. But I’m not sure that struggling to separate themselves from the rest of the people doesn’t make them any less concerned about self-image and what demographic they represent.
Not gonna lie, though…I love having interfaces that put data in my hand whenever I want it, whatever I want. I love efficiency. I think that all comes from technology’s development and, as a result, an increased pace in society. Pushing to get ahead, not just to be the best country at something but also as an individual trying not to lose that scholarship in college. There are some justifications for technological dependencies, at least if you’ve ever been to college or worked in your career in recent years.
But I still make choices. I don’t “selfie it up” in the bathroom, I dress in ways that make me happy for myself but not in ways that are meant to draw attention (ick!), and I refrain from being on my phone all of the freaking time. You know how annoyed clerks get with that? They don’t feel like “real” people when phone’s are used at the counter. (Dewey’s Coffeehouse at Shaker Square even forbids phones in line for that reason.)
Yet there are some things that I see and that I wish I had. For example, pretty much every friend I know has had professional photos taken for high school graduation. Then again after college. Well, yesterday was my graduation ceremony from Case Western and I thought, wow, I have no documentation of any of this. No formal photos besides the classic headshot from senior year of high school to show how much I have or haven’t changed. And it’s kind of nice to have real quality photos instead of selfies or some janky set-up your parents put together in your den.
However, I also see some other people’s blogs. They are super fashion obsessed and I don’t mean obsessed as in my obsession with looking decent and classy. No, I mean they think they are *teh shiz*. When I see all of these photos of them that they post in the same outfit (sometimes pretty, sometimes seriously just a boring black shower curtain with a necklace), I have mixed feelings. First, I think ick! How obsessed are you with yourself!? (You really think you’re that pretty?) Second, I think what about me! I want photos like that. I want to feel special. —– But do I?
I think having fashion photos of me would be appealing if it were one casual shot in this outfit, maybe another casual shot wearing something else…but also in a pretty setting. I can’t stand these girls who have fifty shots of themselves taken with the same building behind them every time, trying to strike poses that they’re just not pulling off and which I think look stupid in the magazines as it is…and so I can scrap any desire to look like that just by thinking of how vain they look!
Yup, I still hate the fashion industry. I hate what it does to people, how it affects farmers, the pesticides involved in producing cotton, the rip-offs, the hoity-toity designers, how men design scandalous women’s clothing, how women think this is something to which they should aspire, just soo sooo sooooo so much about the fashion industry itself is stupid. Then add on all of these “selfies” and “photo shoots” and you’re left looking at this generation and thinking, “Wow, what a bunch of egocentric airheads” and wondering if they’ve even graduated high school or if they were too obsessed with what they were going to wear to prom.
And now…my closing -siiiigh-….
P.S. I totally took a selfie today.