Why isn’t everybody Kate Moss?
Dear Not A Super Model,
As you can see from the above image, I had this huge photo print of Kate installed in the lobby of my dad’s NYC office. My point is, if everyone was as fuckable/beautiful/whimsical as Kate Moss, then no one would be as fuckable/beautiful/whimisical as Kate Moss. That being said, I can’t help but wonder if what you’re really asking is “why aren’t I Kate Moss?”
That is actually a way more sane question. Because there isn’t a human being among us who hasn’t had a similar thought. We all wish that we could more beautiful. Even people who are really good looking wish they could make changes to their body/face/skin/neck/vagins/hands/feet/calves/wrists/hip bones/arches/nipples.
We are a society obsessed with the way we look. When I sent myself to rehab for my shopping addiction last year, I learned the “Serenity Prayer”. It’s a mantra, of sorts, that is recited at AA meetings all over the world. I have adapted it to work best for me and my issues with my body image. It’s really helpful so I will share it with you to help you through your personal crisis and realization that you aren’t and you never will be Kate Moss and that’s ok:
Kate Moss, grant me the Serenity
to accept the things I cannot change about my body and face,
and the strength to change the things I can,
and the wisdom to know the difference.
Living one burned calorie at a time,
enjoying every compliment I get,
and accepting that sacrifice is often the pathway to Peace.