Hollywood and Reality
People watching can be so fascinating to the point it can be down right addicting. Case in point. My husband and I just returned from a trip to Los Angeles for the Dole California Cook-Off. We were treated to a wonderful stay at a fancy hotel in West Hollywood bordering Beverly Hills. Being the un-fashionable person that I am, I probably deserved all those strange glares from the hotel staff and guests the moment I walked into the lobby. Apparently, in Hollywood, showing up with no make-up, hair undone, wearing a baseball cap, and sporting Target sweats is a major no-no. I must have missed the memo on the dress code when our hotel was confirmed – my bad.
Most of the times I don’t care what people think about what I wear but these glares were a bit different. As I looked around the lobby from the hotel staff and all the glamorous people around me, it was apparent I was not in Seattle anymore and that I stepped into a different world filled with plastic surgery, luxury cars, entourages, and bling which was blinding. You would think I was exaggerating on all these points but the truth is, I’m being completely honest! Our stay coincided with a celebrity awards show which explained the swarms of beautiful people everywhere we went. But as I watched all these people it dawned on me how hard it must be to keep up with this kind of lifestyle. Everyone, including men, had evidence of plastic surgery. Middle aged men living out their mid-life crisis with prostitute’s as if it was normal wearing designer clothes and a Barbie doll looking model on their arms young enough to be their daughters.
It’s a bit ironic. In the entertainment industry where it is assumed everything is “over-the-top” in movies and tv was actually over-the-top in reality and that was surreal. In conclusion, I would rather wear sweats, baseball caps, and parade in no-make any day over living the Hollywood life. I came home with a greater appreciation for life and living it with abundantly according to my faith and not by artificial standards of the rich and famous.
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No wonder so many celebs are a mess because in that surreal world the pressure to keep up with appearances must be daunting. And knowing that it is inevitable someday you will be replaced with someone more beautiful / handsome, hotter, and younger must throw the ego out of wack. What a unique experience you had though!
So true. I just wouldn’t want to live that type of lifestyle. Most days I wear ZERO makeup, mommy sweats, and baseball cap. Seems like a lot of work to look like a barbie doll.