My status in the entertainment and fashion industries went through the roof as soon as I published a video today talking about a pair of shorts that I bought at a thrift store a few weeks ago, didn't it? There are people upon whom a bad mood immediately descended when I published it, and who haven't stopped thinking about it since, aren't there?
People are writing ads, songs, magazines about it. This morning, I was Pathetic Lena; as soon as I published that video, I was the center of attention again.
Not because I got As in all of the classes that I took this past semester, even though I was homeless for the first several weeks of school. Not because I have had so much practice dealing with people who viciously lie about me that I was able to survive attempts to get me kicked out of school. Being able to wear one of the smallest clothing sizes that there are, at least for that brand, this week; that means I'm BRILLIANT, it makes me SOMEBODY.
If I can't wear them next week, if I gain a pound, that means I'm slipping, doesn't it?
The most significant thing that I did today was prove that I'm not fat.
Would someone like to tell me why anybody thinks that what's happening is that I'm being excluded from a group of which I want to be part?
Copyright L. Kochman, June 9, 2016 @ 4:55 p.m.
