Dior on my face and Uggs on my feet, I strut down the streets of Hollywood Blvd. The names on the sidewalk are my best friends and favorite enemies. As I turn the corner, I walk into a high end store. Like a queen, I conquer the room with a glass of champagne as people try on diamond stilettos. I'm not ashamed of the bright lights. I'm sure I will look wonderful on the cover of any magazine. Take my picture, darling. I know you are celebrity obsessed.
It seems like everywhere I turn there is a picture of some celebrity doing something. I turn the pages of Us magazine today in extreme irritation. I'm sorry, but, the obsession we've created seems rather ridiculous to me. One question, please, "Why do we care?!"
What's so great about celebrities? Yes, most of them are unnaturally way too gorgeous for their own good. They are great to stare at, but that's my only reason. "Well, I'm going to marry Zach Efrignogbuh!" Good imagination! But seriously, what are the chances that you will meet him, become best friends, and then marry him? It's never going to happen! So why do we post them on our walls and obsess over them? Please let me know.