"What's your motivation?????"
Even if you have never taken an acting class you may have heard this phrase on the silver screen or on the flat screened plasma TV in your living room. Here's the scene:
There are 40's, 50's and 60's movies in the style of a play within a movie (or a movie within a movie). The director in his jodhpurs and riding boots, beret on head, megaphone in hand and sweeps up to the ingenue.... "Think about the character..... think about the situation.....think about your lines................ what's your motivation, honey?"
Motivation. There are moments in life of expansive motivation: justice, love of family; other moments in life of egocentric motivation: manipulation, pride.
My hair has been an issue for nearly a year now... it was completely gone and THAT was wierd enough (who knew you could be self-conscious of the topography of your own skull?)..... then it sprouted like a salt and pepper middle-aged Chia Pet. It has been a bit bushy lately(relatively speaking - in a kind of porcupine way) and very uneven.. the sides growing more quickly than the top. My colleagues @ the UN suggested I get it trimmed. Juju wanted to cut back the bushy stuff around my ears.
Today I gave in..... I thought my motivation was to look 'pulled together'. Inwardly I just wanted to look fabulous to impress. ...... now, how does that phrase go again.... hmmm, let me see....'pride comes before the fall'. You guessed it: thump!
I should have seen this coming. Nope. God is laughing all the way past every nail salon on the east side! The combination of vanity and one ca-razy stylist under the influence of way too many double triple ripple whipple caffeine delights from Starbucks.... I must have been in a daze this morning not to see all the warning signs.
Alas, my coiff was on the losing end of a battle of the scissors. It did not (as the stylist promised) turn out cute or edgy. I look like a short, fat, middle-aged female Forrest Gump. Maybe the correlation is trying a new stylist is "lack uh bokes uh chokelits" [try that phonetically]......... you fill in the rest.
I guess I got the message loud and clear - keep it simple and the hair will be the least of your problems.
That's the story for today........ tawk amongst you-wah selves...... life applications.........the dangerous if not deadly sins..................discuss.
There are 40's, 50's and 60's movies in the style of a play within a movie (or a movie within a movie). The director in his jodhpurs and riding boots, beret on head, megaphone in hand and sweeps up to the ingenue.... "Think about the character..... think about the situation.....think about your lines................ what's your motivation, honey?"
Motivation. There are moments in life of expansive motivation: justice, love of family; other moments in life of egocentric motivation: manipulation, pride.
My hair has been an issue for nearly a year now... it was completely gone and THAT was wierd enough (who knew you could be self-conscious of the topography of your own skull?)..... then it sprouted like a salt and pepper middle-aged Chia Pet. It has been a bit bushy lately(relatively speaking - in a kind of porcupine way) and very uneven.. the sides growing more quickly than the top. My colleagues @ the UN suggested I get it trimmed. Juju wanted to cut back the bushy stuff around my ears.
Today I gave in..... I thought my motivation was to look 'pulled together'. Inwardly I just wanted to look fabulous to impress. ...... now, how does that phrase go again.... hmmm, let me see....'pride comes before the fall'. You guessed it: thump!
I should have seen this coming. Nope. God is laughing all the way past every nail salon on the east side! The combination of vanity and one ca-razy stylist under the influence of way too many double triple ripple whipple caffeine delights from Starbucks.... I must have been in a daze this morning not to see all the warning signs.
Alas, my coiff was on the losing end of a battle of the scissors. It did not (as the stylist promised) turn out cute or edgy. I look like a short, fat, middle-aged female Forrest Gump. Maybe the correlation is trying a new stylist is "lack uh bokes uh chokelits" [try that phonetically]......... you fill in the rest.
I guess I got the message loud and clear - keep it simple and the hair will be the least of your problems.
That's the story for today........ tawk amongst you-wah selves...... life applications.........the dangerous if not deadly sins..................discuss.
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