Don’t get me wrong, I love celebrity gossip. I am just as infatuated with Jennifer Aniston’s shockingly revealing (dear God, please give me 20 something year old legs when I’m forty, too), copy-cat dress at the Golden Globes as anyone else. I sift through the thousands of images our gossip queen, Perez Hilton, and his minions post every minute. I vote on which celeb plays the role of mom the best on online surveys. Nope, I’m definitely not a hater of celebrity gossip. But, I will take a step back and examine myself and my millions of comrades, both male and female, and wonder, why? Why do we waste hours of our time when we could be living our lives instead of watching their lives? Why is there such an intense infatuation with the too-perfect-to-be real-people?
Ok, so wasting a little bit of time and being a tad obsessive with our interest in Branjelina or Miley’s new “edgy” look, is not really that bad, right? It’s a few hours here and there; it’s being a bit annoying with our incessant talk about the latest celeb news. But, no real harm done I say. But, what about the ways that celebrities effect us unconsciously? Like the moment our favorite stalkee gets photographed with a new fashion trend, there are already ten people in your close vicinity with the same thing on. And I’m sure it’s far from healthy for us to watch our fickle celebrities go from one fling to another, or file for divorce every hour. And don’t get me started on body image! Apparently, the ideal body for young girls is 5’7”, 100 lbs. and blonde (yes, Barbie can be a celeb too). Talk about unhealthy. Sure, it’s fun to play fashionista and praise or criticize the fashions of the rich and famous, but even after going through the rounds of fashion “don’ts,” it’s hard not to feel slightly depressed, because no matter how ugly the outfit, they’re still so damn skinny. Alas, we all have our own path to follow.
Our beloved stars are role models in our lives, no matter how much we hate to admit it. They can wear a brand, a hairstyle, or an action, and chances are, we’ve copied them in some way. They’re walking advertisements, waiting to be photographed so that their adoring fans can figure out what new outfit to buy, or maybe just waste a little time.
So, welcome world to the real world of celeb gossip. It’s not just postings of who’s having their latest love child, or the hideous dresses of the Golden Globes. No, it’s all of that, plus a bit of psychological analysis on how our gossip blogs are wreaking havoc on our sanity. I promise to be blunt and to be honest. Hey, I’m already out of the closet with the most embarrassing secret: Hi I’m ____ (oops almost revealed myself!), and I’m addicted to gossip blogs. So, whether our celebrities are revealed as good or as bad, either way, you gotta love them.
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