Fake It Until You Make It
It’s easy, isn’t it?
Post something inspirational for everyone to think about. Create the illusion that, following your very easy methods of self-discovery can lead them to a better life.
Faces filtered was just the first step. Next, making a life that can look amazing to the outside. But is it?
I sat down one day with a friend and someone who claimed to be an ‘Instagram Model’. How those two words have now become the aims and futures for many worries me.
Not for the fact of the life they live. I have no issues. Just the lies they have to paint. They are indeed real writers and artists. Fabricating every inch of their lives.
My friend told me she was that broke she was living in her car. I asked her how she had managed to hide it for so long. The truth? Clothes were given to her by companies. A make-up artist would use her for their work. She would have a free fresh face ready to snap a picture of herself in a wardrobe of free clothes.
Restaurants would offer her free meals and champagne for the night but only if she brought her clan of attractive friends.
Boutique hotels hired her to sit at a bar and look pretty as they snapped pictures for their online gallery. In exchange, she used their rooms to add to her own online portfolio.
After spending almost a year living off the goodwill of others, real cash payments started, not much but enough to stop living on a sofa or in a car.
I have no doubt in the heights that girl will reach because of sheer determination.
However, it’s not for everyone. Some fly and some fall so miserably that square one seems like a safe place.
I guess her story is like many. The term ‘fake it until you make it’ gets used so loosely today we forget the meaning.
For example, there are those who write reviews for products/books/movies who will have you believe that they are an outgoing, full of life individual. When the reality of it they are sat, just like me, surrounded in chocolate wrappers and empty bottles of Coca-Cola after, unlike me, destroying someone’s hard work as they shy away from any form of social interaction.
For once can we just be real in a place that is so false?
I didn’t think so.
