Let Love Change For the Better

I’m actually getting sick of all the celeb gossip when it comes to failed marriages, pointless money grabbing divorces and the attention seeking divorcees, who later reconcile via text messages only to end up in last week’s columns and end it all yet again. Growing up I was one of those little girls who lived in a fantasy world created by Disney, hoping to fall hopelessly in love with my prince charming. Most people, usually angry people, would say that Disney and such other groups “Lie to our children!” but I don’t think so. Due to how horrible, unstable and crappy the world is, especially when depicted in glossy magazines, we need something to shield the young minds and the all seeing eyes of our young generation, so thank you Disney. I’d feel good knowing my little sister continued being obsessed with all things pink and Hello Kitty until she was in her teens, as I wouldn’t have to worry about the talks of “Why won’t anyone love me?” or “Why do people think it’s okay to kiss other people on the lips instead of their husbands or wives?” (Those are just a few of the questions my 7 year old sister has asked me). I often ask these questions myself. Why is it okay?

Plato once said “Love is a serious mental disease” and I can’t agree more. It is a disease, especially if it ends up as an addiction. Any therapist will tell you that you need to understand both sides of a coin before you go ahead with any major project. I think love happens to be one of those major projects in life. Lots of people fall in love, and it’s that feeling that can make or break a person. I’m lucky to have friends who are happily married with or without children. I love seeing a woman smile when she’s in thought thinking about something small her husband/boyfriend did, because it makes me hopeful that one day, when the timing is right I’ll be smiling like her. I like seeing my old guy friends in a happy and stable relationship, as they become like little boys all over again, and that makes me feel I’m definitely a young woman that would make a guy proud too. All this hopeful thinking is what makes love an addiction to me. I get a sort of ‘high’ when I meet someone. I get all weird and blushy, I can’t stop smiling like the Cheshire Cat. My crushes get so intense, that when things don’t go the way I thought they would, I literally come crashing down. I end up in the self dug pit and sulk over how loveless my life will be.

Sadly, I’ve only had one relationship; it was long distance and lasted 5 months. I’ve not had any major practice with love, but I’ve heard and read enough to pretend like I know what it is all about. I get by. These days, and hopefully this year, I’ll learn what it is to be single and how to enjoy it properly without going overboard (the cuts are killing my purse, budget people!). There are magazines I love like ELLE and Marie Claire that give me enough information on love, relationships and how to be single without a morsel of sleaziness. They are what I call the ‘ideal ladies magazines’ because of their focus on women and they have practically raised me, alongside The Times and The Guardian. Without them I wouldn’t be a strong minded woman. I’d be one of those women who couldn’t live without a man or worse couldn’t live without insulting a man just for the sake of it. I’d be crazy… or in the middle of ending a relationship where the word ‘trust’ is only ever heard on Jeremy Kyle. I have already started teaching my little sister about the benefits of clothes and looking good.

When I hear about how some celebs are divorcing or breaking up, I can immediately see if they want to publicise it (depending on how much they could earn being non-human) or if they want a quiet break up with minimal tabloid interest. It’s the people I read about having quiet break ups that I don’t mind being role models for young people. Yeah the relationship broke up after so many years; at least they tried and tested their love until it was no more. It’s the weirdoes who get married in front of the TV and divorce days later (in front of the TV) that bug me. Little girls especially will see these fabulous looking women and think its fine to end a marriage without jumping over the first hurdle together. Young boys will think its fine to call a woman a whore whilst sleeping with half of the town when all his girlfriend or f*** buddy has done is look at a guy for a second. It’s not okay. Obviously no one up there would give a monkey but as one in a billion people down here, if you know young children, seriously take them under your wing. Let them know that life is hard, but they have to be smart in order to live it properly and to the fullest. Teach them and hone their skills. Don’t let them be the ditsy idiots of the future.

This media culture is fast becoming the new religion of the world, and don’t get me wrong I like some of the gossip that comes from it, but I prefer fashion and beauty tips. Marriage is slowly becoming “the opium of the people” and I’d like it to go back to what it was years ago. Please.

 

Am I Beautiful?

Don’t answer that! Its a question you have to ask yourself. When you do, remember only you can validate that, and it may take a while before you believe it, I know from experience.

This will be a short post folks, but hopefully I’ll get my point across. Bare with me.

What do you see and feel when your standing still, watching other men and women on TV or around you on the High Street? Do you blend in or are you unique and quirky in your own way?

I’m quite a judgmental person to myself. I don’t like to be, but simply saying “I’ll get over it” is easier said than done. I feel that what I do and how I choose to live will be judged by other people in a negative way, and for some reason I feel great. Living a life that is different to other people makes me happy. I’m not a sheep so much, so I’ll do my best not to be late and be polite (if need be, though on the tube, get out of my way!) And I’m not a wolf, I like being unique so don’t follow me… I’m weird stuff! I see myself as a cat. I am pretty solitary, eat when I feel like it and play when the need arises. At the same time I like to be in company and share things (except for shoes, clothes, bags and make-up… So don’t ask). I like feeling like I’m wearing the right shoes to stomp the world in.

I am a giant, so no stores provide clothing for me. I have a beautiful hour glass frame with chocolate skin with the odd rose glow accompanied with bronze. I practice witchcraft, sport tattoos and love the look of my book shaped nose. But these aspects aren’t ‘normal’ to our sheep herd of a society and I want to make a point that I’m not part of it… So much. I take from it what I like and ignore what I don’t. What makes me proud and beautiful is knowing there is more to me than meets the eye, and I wonder what makes you beautiful.

Well?

Sy x x

Still Unavailable :: Reasons to Stay Single [video]

I’m still feeling the single blues… and this is the first time I have decided on taking the advice of Charlotte from SatC, she said to spend half of the time you were with someone feeling like crap before you get back up and just get on with your life – but obviously if it was a long relationship then give yourself a month tops! For example, if you were in a relationship that lasted 2 weeks, then mourn for a week and move on, but if the relationship was a year… spend 1 – 6 months mourning then get up and be single for a while [that does not mean you should sleep with anyone for the sake of the modern 'single' life] and just have fun.

I saw this video and thought it would be cool to share with you [I've posted this to my pagan blog too] – Part of it is in German, my apologies, I speak German so I understand what’s being said, but I assume the CC works for those of you who want to follow [bare in mind German, Latin, French and the Nordic languages gave birth to modern English so some words and phrases will be easy to pick up - yay!]

As for that, life here seems to be picking up in some areas, like the fact that I start college today! I have a ton of stationary and a few new books on philosophy, World War 1 poetry and magazines to keep me entertained =]

Wish me luck! I’ll blog about it later on…. on tomorrow… ? I downloaded Kasabian‘s latest album so I’m a little preoccupied at the moment… x

Glued: How to be a Woman by Caitlin Moran

Oh

My

Goddess!

It’s about flipping time!

Caitlin Moran

This book is AMAZING! I would order that any woman on the planet should get this book and read it. I guarantee, you’ll not only look back on your lives and reminisce how hard and awkward it was to be a frilly pink princess and wake up with boobs and missing the vote because of blood stained sheets. This book is fantastic on so many levels. I’ve only just bought it, and I’ve been glued to it so much I’m already half way through! How many days is that now…? 2 days… gosh. I’m a slow reader, so that’s pretty impressive.

This book tackles the ‘touchy’ subject of pornography as a tool for teaching young kids about appearance, sex, attitudes toward words concerning the ‘lady flower’, Jilly Cooper and life as a blooming young lady from the 80s until now. It’s THE summer anicdote to female understanding on a light political manner, with feminist fists and life in one go. It’s perfect!

I must say, only having read part of it, I’ve found it incrediably difficult to look like I’m not having a fit of laughter or a satirical meltdown in the back of a bus. That last time I read a book as funny, neat and true as this was Stephen Fry‘s Moab is my Washpot. AMAZING! I’ve only recently started looking into feminism and what it would mean to me, especially since I feel the ‘little-activist’ in me is finally learning how to walk, alongside PETA, The Red Cross, Pagan pride and modern women with tattoo ART.

Part memior and part feminist, and teenage (what to expect now that you are growing up, since your parents won’t tell you) manual, this book is a must have. I would have kept it in time for the next Paris excursion, but my little fingers have a mind of their own and I couldn’t wait! I would give you a better review, but I’m on chapter 9 – I Go Lap-dancing! For now, read the reviews and watch the video. Once I’ve read it, I’ll make a review video for TheHarlequinDays – make sure to comment =]

How to Be a Woman by Caitlin Moran – The Guardian review

Caitlin Moran’s feminist handbook: Panel Verdict

The Saturday interview: Caitlin Moran

This is London – How to Be a Woman by Caitlin Moran

A quick video review I found:

shay chay coulay!