Alice's make-up wonderland

Welcome to Alice's make-up wonderland! The beauty blog that's obsessed with all elements of the beauty industry, the good, the bad, and all thats inbetween! Boots and Superdrug are my second home's, however as I'm currently a student money can get in the way of purchasing products, but my love for make-up shall never cease...

Wednesday, 13 October 2010

Have our lives become black and easy to wear?

One of my newest and perhaps strangest new hobbies is to sit on the tube at the end of the working day and look at all the surrounding travellers whilst making up stories about them in my head. Who are they? What is their job? Why do they look so down beaten and miserable? Usually by this time of day I am drunk with tiredness, and generally so is everyone around me. This makes it easier to stare at someone as usually they are asleep, staring at the floor contemplating their Asda value microwave meal they will later consume and probably regret , or they'll be pretending to read a fascinating article on M&S's new range of eco-friendly underwear. Today whilst participating in my new hobby, I was struck by an appalling thought brought on by the excessive amount of people wearing black clothes...Have our lives become black and easy to wear? Are we going about our banal daily work lives and throwing on the first black, clean-ish garment that our floor-drobe has delivered? It’s a depressing thought and somewhat reminds me of Nuns putting on their habit's everyday and going about their daily gardening and praying.

However, it seems incredibly old school to suggest that wearing a pop of pink or a racy red might improve our lives, but perhaps it could lighten up a somewhat cynical Britain? There could be a section on it on News night, 'The government suggests that we should all start wearing colour and then everybody will be happier, obesity levels will drop, it will rain money and we can all dance in it wearing rainbow clothes declaring "Huzzah! The recession is over!"'. But really, why do we all wear so much black, grey and navy blue? Are we all reaching for the easiest choice in order to make way in our minds for the harder things in our lives? Perhaps we are all just feeling a bit fat after copying Nigella's peanut butter cheesecake? Or maybe it's the Twilight movies making us all feel a bit vampish and cool? Whatever the reason, I am certainly not one to step away from the black uniform. I have even had 'you're a Goth, aren’t you?' comments, invoking my inner cheerleader to squeal 'NO, black isn’t JUST for goths!’ No, it certainly isn’t if the rest of Great Britain is anything to go by.

It isn’t just our clothes that have become easy to wear. We now have easy meals in the form of take-away's, and supermarkets have provided us with the 'shove it in the microwave for 5 minutes and enjoy your authentic home-made Italian lasagne' easy meals, (lovely, IF you can ignore the taste of burnt plastic and occasional lump of frozen beef). Sadly, even our friendships have become one hop, skip and a click away from socialising. All we need to do is log on to facebook, twitter or any social networking site and find comfort in each other's status's, e.g.: Martha : 'crappy day at work, spilt tipex down my black dress' , by clicking the 'like' button we can acknowledge said persons disappointment in their day, thus equalling what used to be deemed as a 'conversation'. Information is at our fingertips, we no longer need to go on a quest to the library to find out why third nipples exist. What can be done about this laziness, this lack of motivation within our lives? Hold on, I'll Google it!

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