Paris, Britney, Nicole, etc.
Paris Hilton is going to jail. Somehow her legal team allowed her to show up for court 10 minutes late. You would think they could have a helicopter waiting. Something, anything — to avoid arriving late. Of course, celebrities tend to spend a couple of hours at this particular jail and then go home. But it was eerie yesterday, knowing that somewhere within 15 miles of me, Paris Hilton was having a complete and total meltdown.
I wonder how this looks to teenage girls. When I was in high school, our role models were Madonna, Nancy Kerrigan, Kennedy from MTV, the staff of Sassy magazine. They didn’t do stupid things in public (well, you know). They had an identity. They weren’t these photocopied versions of some Eurotrash ideal, reproduced to the point of complete incomprehensibility. You didn’t have to like them — that was half the fun — but they were real.
Every time I sit down to write about a teen girl, and what she goes through, and what she’s trying to be and trying not to be, something in the back of my head is repeating, “Show them they don’t have to be like those girls.”
We are letting the vague specter of society gobble up beautiful young women and spit them out. How sad, how limiting, what a waste!
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