Flatly Unstable

Hello High Heelers

After a few days of cruising the high seas, I find myself wearing low heels (if any heels at all). Why? Well because not only does one get sea sick, but shortly after landing on solid ground, one gets ‘land legs’. Who knew? Yep. Now you do. And for the past 5 days the world has been rather unstable under my feet. I’ve been completely ‘legless,’ so to speak.

In this state of unsteadiness and insecurity, I decided to spend the past weekend on my couch with a pile of chick flicks and some yummy scoobie snacks. That way I didn’t have to touch the floor or attempt to actually feel grounded in any way. One of the most fantastic things about being single is that you can watch five chick flicks in a row with no groaning, no sarcasm and no judgement. A true benefit to those of us that walk on our own two feet!

Now, there will be a massive disconnect here to those of you who know me well. If you’re one of those people, you’ll know that I’m actually an unashamed movie-snob. Never mind ‘movie buff’ I’m a total maniac who could easily be an E! Entertainment reporter – in fact I impersonate them when no one’s looking (BTW: ‘roller’ hairbrushes make for wonderful fake microphones). I seldom watch anything that is lacking in rich, unique narrative and some kind of poignant ‘life changing’ message. Art films are real and everything else is rubbish, hogwash, foof and the like. Well, after this weekend I can loudly declare that movie snobbery is for the birds! This chick is now into frivolous flicks. What amazed me most about the many many versions of the same narrative that I watched this weekend, is that each had profound moments of complete clarity. Either that, or this shaky, land legs thing has really left me unstable.

Most of these ‘moments’ were rather cliché. But to be entirely honest, cliché exists because there’s something real, repetitive and honest about it. I just loved the stories about the geeky, awkward, girl, who was really more attractive and wonderful than she ever realised. Then at the end of the story it takes (a ridiculously hot, successful) man to point out to her that she is special, wonderful, intelligent and uniquely beautiful. Sigh! Interestingly, this was the main character in ALL of the films I watched. How cliché!

Why does the cliché exist? Well, many of us are that girl (or at least we FEEL) like her, and hence, we relate to her intimately. May I make a suggestion at this point? Well I’m going to – this is my blog afterall. I think we should be a little more progressive than her. We should be a little more like my glamorously, confident boss, Natalie Maroun. Come on! Let’s not wait for some (ridiculously hot, successful) man to show us our fabulousness. Let’s all get up tomorrow, take a look in the mirror and appreciate our outer beauty – because we really are ALL beautiful in our own special way. Then let’s hit the office and appreciate the talents that we have and the value that we add. Then at the end of the day, let’s hang out with the people that love us and remember that they find us wonderful in many ways – because we are.

Let’s be the chick at the end of the flick, when she has realised that she is loved, unique, special, talented and worthy of all things good. Forget that gawky, unstable girl at the beginning who is always searching for validation and some kind of groundedness – urgh! You know - the one who sits on the couch, eats pizza, watches 5 chick flicks and sobs through a box of Kleenex (blush).

While we all decide to live our own movie character and take control over our own self-worth, let’s also be realistic with our worldview and remember that the only actual ‘happy ending’ in real life is the kind that happens in Bangkok. Sorry! We have to man-up and stand tall in our heels.

Have a wonderful week High Heelers.

Cheers,
Jo

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