Welcome to our weekly chit-chat ladies. If you’re new to TheFabZilla, weekly chit-chat is my mid-week break from reviews and whatnots. It’s when you and I get to be human and talk about something else; after all we have lives outside makeup and nail polish, right? Today we will tackle a rather touchy subject because everyone is guilty as charged, don’t deny.
Yes, we all love to show. Whether it’s a new makeup, new boyfriend, new car, new house, new TV, new iPad, new bag, new oven, new shoes, new puppy, even new boobs, by instinct we all love to show. We show because (1) we are happy (2) we are proud of our achievements (3) we want to inform, even if sometimes they don’t make sense. It’s a universal mentality because no matter where you’re from, there is that someone who loves to show.
Then of course, we also love to watch. See your friend’s house, see who she’s dating, see what kind of exercise she’s doing, see what’s inside her makeup bag, see if she got a new job, or see if she’s divorcing her philandering husband. That interest to “see” what’s going on the other side of the fence is also a universal mentality. It’s called curiosity, and we have Adam and Eve to blame for (deym for eating the forbidden fruit!)
But who cares if we love to show? Is there something wrong about it? What differentiates showing from showing off?
Welcome to Generation Y, the peak of social media madness; where showing means welcoming strangers, stalkers and morons to your bedroom; where showing means over-sharing your lifestyle to the interwebz; where showing means “I’m better than most of you, idiots”. What used to be shared to a select few is replaced with mindless over-sharing of every piece of shi+ you own on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram. Then you cry and complain of invasion of privacy. Gurl, you insane in the membrane?
I said it’s a touchy subject because I’m a classic example. As a beauty blogger on the side, I show you my makeup stash by way of photos and reviews. I have my Facebook, Twitter and Instagram where I share personal stuff albeit selectively. See I’m not here to speak from a “holier-than-thou” stance, it’s hypocritical. But I tell you what, the next time you overwhelm my Facebook feeds with ostentatious gifts from your annoying husband, or you complain of too much money spent on buying designer bags, or constantly posing beside your Ferrari or Benz, I will treat you like a lowly fungus crying for human’s attention. I love to watch you my friend but sadly not too much. ‘Got no patience for show-off.
The rise of nouveau rich a.k.a peddlers of good life. Nouveau riche is a marketer’s goldmine. They’re the newly-rich living la vida loca. According to PBS Hawaii reportage, this segment comprises 40% of total US consumer spending or roughly 25 million households. These are the men and women that flash their posh condos, LVs or Hermes Birkin in social media, including that lowly fungus who loves to pose beside her/his expensive cars. But let’s admit it, even if they annoy us with their vulgarity, at some point we all aspire to live the luxe life. They are what we call aspirational.
Pissed-off with the show-off? Disconnect.
That’s exactly what I did with some fungi in my life.
Now I can breathe better, haha!
What say you?