I am hip, hear me roar!

September 5, 2010

In my mind, I’ve got that crazy mad, super cool, shut the front door, totally happening vibe going on. I can’t even stand myself (in a good way) I am so tragically hip.

And then I wake up.

Ok, so maybe I haven’t received my back stage pass to the fashion shows in New York and Milan and the Madison Avenue ad agencies aren’t waiting for me to proclaim what’s hot and what’s not. The paparazzo doesn’t follow me around to snap pics of my fabulousness and I’m still waiting for those phone calls requesting my appearance on the late night talk shows.

I suppose I could achieve the ultimate in hippiness (not to be confused with the Woodstock variety, or the Sir Mix-a-Lot kind) if I really put my mind to it. I’m not totally backward and haven’t been elected the queen of the dorks yet. I no longer believe stirrup pants are my friend and I gave up big hair years ago. That’s got to count for something.

The problem is that I’m not willing to sacrifice comfort, good taste, good sense, or practicality in order to be dubbed the hippest chick in town. Daisy Dukes may look fabulous on Jessica Simpson or a size zero model with legs up to her eyeballs, but on almost every other woman in the world? Not so much.

Hip? Yes. Practical, comfortable, tasteful and sensible? Not.

But, hope springs eternal in my quest to be hip. I’m always willing to try something new if I think it’s interesting and might give me that extra little push toward hip chick status.

I rock the tunes on my Ipod, read books on my Kindle, and have changed my hairstyle many times since graduating high school. With my rose-colored glasses firmly in place, I expect that every new thing I buy or try is going to be what launches me into the hippiness stratosphere. I watch infomercials with interest and am a sucker for anything “As Seen On TV.” I’m a marketer’s dream with point of purchase displays in the store. Though I can hear my mom saying “if everyone jumps off a bridge, are you going jump, too?” I still want to try what everyone else is excited about. I mean, maybe it’s something I can’t live without. Maybe it will be the secret to staying young, or at least looking that way. Maybe it will solve all of life’s mysteries and help secure world peace.

Or, not.

We’ll find out together in the pages of this blog.

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Maureen Patton September 13, 2010 at 5:15 pm

I’m a fan already! Only you………LOVE IT!

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Joyce September 13, 2010 at 6:30 pm

I love it!!!! You’ve got me as a subscriber. 🙂

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