As I watch a family across the street and hear their laughter, I wonder what I could do to replicate that happiness. This person close to me asks, “Why don’t you find someone to take care of you, to buy you stuff, that will make you happy.” I point at the example before my eyes of the couples on their balcony enjoying some wine, “I want that.” She stares at me and sternly replies, “That is not real. That doesn’t happen for us.”
I would like to believe there is someone out there for myself. Not FOR myself, but someone that could extend myself. I am only 23, but I think the fact that I have been searching my whole life for something that I’ve been told recently isn’t real, freaks me out a bit. I know love is out there and it has been dressed up in stories as some magical existence. I accept the reality of it all, though, and know that its not a perfect life.
To enjoy life with a partner is something that is so exciting, but some people take it for granted. I may not understand how this all comes together, but I know I will never follow the advice to be with someone to get “stuff,” because “stuff” does not make you happy in the end. When you are on your deathbed staring at the louis vuitton, chanel, and diamonds next to you, who will you think of and did that “stuff” to impress those people truly make you happy?
Monday Muse: Brigitte Bardot
Her winged liner and signature headbands…never get tired of it!
Sunday mornings at the Getty Villa 💐 (at J. Paul Getty Villa)