Living in a Dream World
I read this post last week on Mnmlst about fantasies and it really hit home. I’m a huge self-proclaimed daydreamer. I fantasize about future career options, new handbags and jewelry, going to the MET Gala, living out of the country, and what it would be like to eat at Per Se.
While daydreaming can be healthy and help produce some motivation to reach your goals, part of me wonders if my daydreaming has also become dangerous. We’re constantly sold on how life should be , how we should look, what we should eat, and how we should dress. The point Mnmlst makes is apt, we are being sold fantasies. Having an Iphone is not going to make you cooler, your life seamelessly organized, or your status more important.
An important point in my life is when my mom called me out for shopping too much. She told me I was searching for something that I would never find. I joked with her that she obviously never met the internet, but I knew what she was saying. My actions took a turn at that point.
I now realize that a new Givenchy bag, that impractical clutch, or Alexander Wang heels won’t improve my life. Maybe, if I’m super lucky, I’ll get shot by a street style photographer. Is that going to catapult me into fame, wealth, and notoreity? In my daydreams, probably. In real life, no way.
I’m not trying to lecture, only merely pose a question for introspection. Why do you really want that new skirt, watch, or gadget? Is there some hidden desire behind it?
Do you also live in Fantasyland?