Today I had a great lunch date with
my super fun, super fashionable, super young friend Davis. While we talked about various topics such as
school, his upcoming study abroad trip to Italy, hilarious memories from the
past, and Britney (a staple of our friendship) he said to me:
Davis
- You haven’t posted on your blog in a while.
Me
– I know. Between the new baby, the
holidays, the move to our new house life has been so crazy. I have been thinking about my next post
though. I already have a title for it.
Davis
– Oh really? What is it?
Me
– I think it’s going to be “Are you there pop culture? It’s me Katie.”
Davis, smiles at me politely, but doesn’t
say anything. He just kinda gives me a
blank stare.
Me
- It’s a pun on that book “Are you there God?
It’s me Margaret.” You know that
Judy Blume book from the ‘70’s.
Davis
– Oh ok. I’ve never heard of that book.
And there you have it. The generation gap rears its ugly head
again. I haven’t felt this old since I
was at the Britney concert with Davis and Britney did an outrageously fabulous
cover of Alanis Morissette’s “You Oughta Know”.
I turned to Davis and said “OMG I can’t believe she is covering this
song! She is awesome!” To which Davis replied, “What song is
this? I’ve never heard of it.” That day it became official – I’m old.
But that’s beside the point of this
post. Yes, I have been MIA lately from
the blog. So much that the owner of my
gym said, “You haven’t posted on your blog lately. I guess you’ve grown up and stopped doing
it?” Um no.
While that was hard to hear, it did resonate
with me. Yes, I have been busy. Life in fact has been crazy. But that's not an excuse.
Life is busy for everyone and while I could give excuse after excuse it
wouldn’t change the fact that I need to make amends with a dear friend – pop
culture.
When celebrities feel the need to
make a statement and want do so in a dramatic fashion, they write an open letter. I’m not sure who this open letter is supposed
to be directed to, but none the less, it does the job. So here
you go. This is my open letter to pop
culture.
Are you there pop culture? It’s me Katie. I know I know - "Katie who?", you ask. It’s me Katie – the Britney fan, Kardashian
lover/hater, and all around pop culture enthusiast.
I decided that I need to clear the
air with you in light of my recent absence. In my quest for
redemption, I have looked to celebrities for inspiration on how I can start to redirect my
focus back to you. Below I have listed three different but very eye opening examples of what I have learned on how to rebuild our relationship.
Example #1 – While vacationing in Thailand,
Kim Kardashian didn’t let the obligation of family time or the sights of a foreign
country keep her from taking 1,200 selfies for her selfie book. She knew that it was her obligation to
society to take pointless and endless amounts of selfies that apparently she
thinks we all want collected in a book for our coffee table. That people is what you call dedication.
Example #2 – Do you think Miley Cyrus’s
new relationship with Arnold Schwarzenegger’s son stops her from posting
inappropriate pictures on Instagram? No,
she continues to post topless pictures because that’s what the people
want. And by “the people” I mean weird
middle aged men who have an inappropriate obsession with Hannah Montana.
Example #3 - To hell with yoga pants,
the Duggar family knows the importance of workin’ on their fitness even if it
is in a knee length skirt. Why you
ask? Because doing squats in denim is what commitment
looks like.
You see, pop culture, life is busy
for all of us – me, Kim, Miley, Jim Bob, Michelle, Josh, John David, Jill, Jessa, and the 15 or so other
Duggars. But just like them I promise to
stay devoted, stay dedicated, and stay inappropriately committed to you for as
long as possible. That is my solemn vow
to you pop culture. I hope you’re still
there.

This is exactly what everyone wants on their coffee table in their formal living room.

This is exactly what everyone wants on their coffee table in their formal living room.


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