"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." - Marilyn Monroe
I was at this end-of-the-year party yesterday. It was hosted by a good friend of my BFF. I've met her a few times, and she's a cool chica - outgoing, fun, ambitious. Beautiful, too. At any rate, I do like parties, so I was excited to be there.
Me and my BFF were on the couch, watching the action unfold. Our hostess walked by with this gorgeous blonde guy, who, seriously, looked like something from an Abercrombie ad. She showed him the kitchen and then squeezed in between us and gushed, "Oh, did you see him?! He's the one who's helping me get a job at the mall. I like him SO much. But look - do you see that guy outside? He said he really likes me, too. But he's going home to Italy in two days! Gosh, and you remember my boyfriend, the one from Brazil? Well, we just broke up, on Tuesday." My mouth just about dropped. Really? I'd just like one cute American, thankyouverymuch. But that has to be downright unfair.
It reminded me of this advice column I read on GirlsLife.com. This girl was asking why boys never liked "girls like me." And without explanation, I knew what she meant by that. Whenever you think you don't have enough, it feels like you're not enough. Like you're some loser on your own little island, wondering why these things happen to "girls like you."
It doesn't even have to be about boys. It can be any way you feel like you don't measure up. Maybe you're the girl dying for designer duds, or the beautiful brunette lusting after long blonde locks. Whatever it might be, it hurts. You start to believe there really might be something wrong with you.
But maybe there's not really anything wrong with girls like you. Like us. Maybe we're just different. All of us. Like different types of shoes or different flavors of ice cream. Okay, maybe that doesn't make it feel any better. I don't know. Maybe it's just that, when you compare, of course you don't measure up. Because you're not the same at all. Comparing strawberry to mint chocolate chip doesn't work. And if strawberry tried to be more like mint chocolate chip, well, that would just be a nightmare. At the end of the day, you just have to work with what you've got. Because it's yours, for one reason or another. And it really is enough, whether you know that now or not.
xoxo
The Fab Gal
“Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever, have enough.” – Oprah Winfrey
