Posts Tagged ‘narcissism’

Blogging in Sunglasses

It’s 10:30 at night, and I am blogging in sunglasses. Why you might ask? Well, two reasons to be honest. Firstly, I have a massive headache that may or may not be migraine status and light is making it worse. (yes.. getting off the computer and going to bed would solve that problem, but I am a glutton for punishment). Secondly, I have a fan account on Twitter.

Yes. Someone made me a fan account. As in… they are a fan of me. Pause for dramatic effect. I don’t understand it either.

I suppose it has much to do with my side “job” so to speak. I run a fan twitter for Victoria Justice (Star of Nickelodeon’s Victorious… been friends with her for YEARS now… she’s an awesome girl, go watch the show). @VJusticeForever (my fan twitter) is one of the more popular ones for Victoria… I hit over 1700 followers today. It’s pretty cool.  It’s giving me a good idea of how online promotions are working these days. Win win. So, I was going through my Twitter mentions when one caught my eye.

@vjusticeforever hey i made this account just 4 u! ur my role model! i <3 u! it would mean the world if u followed or replyed to this! (KiwiFan4ever/Daniela)

What? Yes… no reason has been given at this time, but apparently I have a fan. I am both flattered beyond belief and slightly creeped out. My dear bestie Jade has already taken to the Twitterverse and given a hearty thanks to whoever did it for inflating my ego. Oh Jade… with friends like you, who needs TMZ?

Photoshoppaholic

Just in case you thought I was kidding about my narcissitic qualities…

I love to Photoshop. I don’t love the idea of people suing me over using their images. Therefore… it’s just easier to photoshop myself. Sometimes my friends after I bother them enough to be sure they don’t mind. And the occasional Johnny Depp. These are from the past week as I was lying in bed with the death. Both were taken when I was in Green Bay a few weekends ago. Yes, I am a vain little thing. =)

Holy Buckets Batman

I have over 100 views already. Either, I’m a better writer than I give myself credit for, or you also suffer from the lack of decent on-demand selections. Either way, thanks.

And major thanks to Condron.us and Alphainventions for sending people my way.

5×5

So, I read this on Robin’s Blog, and it looked really fun.

The game is, you take the 5th picture out of your 5th Folder, and discuss it. In the actual factual game, you’re supposed to tag 5 people too, but I’m not going to do that because I’m kinda lame like that.

OMG Shoes

These are my awesome shoes. They are black heels with pretty silver poka dots. I got them at DSW on an unbelievable sale. Yeay shoes. The junk below it is what was living in the back seat of Kyna’s car at the time. We were driving from Ripon (where I was in school), to Appleton in order to go to Hooters. I had never been – seeing as I hail from Upper Michigan and we don’t have such convinences as Target, Starbucks, and Hooters.

We all got all decked out to go. It was about an hour drive, and we wanted to look smokin’. I will say, these shoes with my little denim jeans were quite the pair. My boyfriend at the time certainly enjoyed it, and I think about 12 people came up and complemented me on the shoes. Well, maybe not 12.. but it sure felt like a lot.

Let that be a lesson to you all.. you will always be sexy in a cute pair of shoes.

Selling your Ending

Jade Goody has died.

For most of the stateside residents, we had no clue who she was while she was living. Reality Television stars from across the pond just don’t blip on our radar – even with the international controversy they cause. We only know of Jade because she was dying, and doing so in a very public matter.

Ms. Goody had been diagnosed with cervical cancer. Upon realizing it was terminal, she set out on a massive media blitz selling her story rights and the last days of her life to the public. The money, she insists, is going to take care of her two young sons.

This is an entirely new chapter in the fame machine. For so long, public figures have kept their pain and suffering out of the spotlight. Heath Ledger didn’t give a predesignated FINAL magazine interview. Kurt Cobain did not shoot himself with an audience. Although we do not have actual access to Ms. Goodey’s last moments, we have been kept updated through gossip sites, and even major TV news stations on her slow demise.

What does this mean for the future “stars” of tomorrow. Will this become a new trend – selling out your final moments for a quick buck for your family? Is this a good idea? Is it a bad one, at that?

By Jade Goody coming public with her battle with Cancer, Britian has seen a rise in cervical cancer screenings. They are calling it the “Jade Goody Effect”. She has given a face to the suffering that those dying with the disease experence.

We must remember that Jade Goody started as a contestent on Big Brother UK. She didn’t win and was the gossip rags favorite “idiot” to cover for awhile. Through clever marketing and her desire for fame, she made a career out of it, appearing in “Celebrity Big Brother” (with the now infamous “racisim” charge) and launching many products. She didn’t really do anything special. She lost two realtity shows, and pissed off a majority of India.

What Jade Goody has shown is how to extend the 15 minutes you are guarenteed
by being on television. She used everything and anything she had to stay in the spotlight until the bitter end.

I’m slightly afraid that this will become a new trend. I am saddened by her passing, and my heart goes out to her family, but I can’t help but to be slightly relieved that we won’t be getting the hourly updates anymore. Somethings are meant to stay private for a reason. Kudos to her to raising awareness for cervical cancer and getting the sense to sock some money away for her kids, but there was an oversaturation of Jade Goody in the media. It spilled over to America, where she only became famous for dying. Somehow, I don’t think that’s right.

Where is the line drawn? Is it ok to do final interviews from your hospital bed? Should you get free stuff for a lavish wedding because you are weeks away from death? This is an issue that, surprizingly, has not come up before in media-land.

I suspect that this issue will arise again. To that future person, just remember someday your family will look back on these “memories” as preserved in the glossy media magazines. Will you want them to remember you like this?

Narcissism and Me

I was going to write a whole blog about how awesome I am. Let’s face it, I am pretty flippin’ cool. I’m so cool, you want to know what I’m thinking, so you are reading my blog. Word.

But instead, I got distracted by a friend of mine and his drunken passes via IM. In spite of knowing full well that said passes were done under the guise of a few Schmirnoffs, my ego bubble grew a little. Add that to the string of random MySpace dudes flirting with me over the past week or so… I’m surprized my head can fit through the door.

There is something wrong with me… I’m sure of it. I place far too much value on my personality and character to be easily wooed by pretty words. I’m smart! I’m funny! I collect Beatle vinyls! But, it’s the “Gosh, you’re pretty” comments that wrap themselves around my head and inflate away.

I suppose I have set myself up for it… I am just as guilty as 90% of the MySpace/Facebook community of the crime of self photography. My favorite place seems to be bathroom mirrors. I have mastered the one handed photo, and know exactly to what degree to tilt my chin so my nose looks smaller. I have not taken any pictures in my undies, but I do admit to photoshopping even the slightest flaw away. Is my hair really that color? Only my hairdresser knows for sure…

I’m willing to bet that you are a wee bit narcissistic as well. C’mon… you read what other people post after your comments, and get that smug self satisfaction when they agree and tell you how witty you are. Likewise, you get that irritating little twitch when they disagree with you. Your pictures never show your bad angles or flabby spots. I’m pretty sure you’ve considered photoshopping that blemish away, if you had the means to. I bet you’ve even untagged yourself in an unflattering picture.

I do take great comfort in the fact that I’m not the only person in the entire world who does this. Look at any social networking site, and you’ll find entire albums of posed candid shots and Miley Cyrus faces. It’s not just limited to the teenie boppers either… i’m well out of that phase of my life… out loud at least…

At least I admit it though, right? I don’t post the pictures and then go “OMFG… I’m so fat/ugly/hairy/drunk!!!” I don’t go fishing for the complements. I have not begged my friend list to go comment on my face for a LONG time. Doesn’t mean I don’t get excited everytime I see the “New Photo Comment” button pop up.

I, Kiwi, am a narcissist. Welcome to my blog.

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