Thursday, September 23, 2010

Wax on...

I think you should be able to tell who is wax and who is the actual person. I've been to the wax museum here in New York and I had a really great time there. It's just fun to see all the celebs and stuff and take inappropriate pictures with them.
But in this situation, I feel like I wouldn't know who was wax and who wasn't, which is a testament to the artists who made it happen...but come on now Gwen. Perhaps just a little sun. Just a tad. Wouldn't hurt.
We should want to look alive. I think that's something that people in general should consider. Looking alive. Perhaps we throw a smile on our face? Perhaps we wear something that has color in it. Perhaps we get out of the apartment and join the human race. I don't know. I just feel like I see people walking down the street sometimes and I question whether or not they are actually "with us" or not. And of course our high schools are filled with wax replicas of each other because teenagers still haven't figured out that whole "be yourself" thing doesn't have to include shopping at the store of the moment. (for me, it was Abercrombie but whatever) The world is full of wax people. Carbon copies of one another and trying to do whatever they can to maintain that. But the people who stand out and are impressive are the ones that aren't copies of anyone else. The ones who actually take that "be yourself" thing to heart. The ones who aren't wax. Wax off...

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