this is a conundrum I have discussed many times before.
I blogged about it here and here. [that’s how much of an issue it is, it’s warranted TWO whole blog posts!] and if you are a good friend of mine, it is likely that you are sick of hearing about it by now, therefore you are excused from reading any further. kbye, besties!
I like to call this phenomenon, the “if there is any woman that has ever had brown hair and brown eyes, I am apparently identical to them” syndrome.
my husband has never previously expressed any symptoms of this queer phenomenon.
however, as we were sitting down to dinner last week, he stared at me for a little longer than usual.
and then he said it.
“you know, I figured it out. you look JUST like Demi Moore! only prettier. you’re like a pretty Demi Moore.”
I laughed. I reminded him that I’ve heard that one before. and then I listed off some of the other celeb comparisons I’ve had.
AND HE AGREED WITH MOST OF THEM.
“I can see that! but Anne Hathaway is definitely your sister, not you.”
*facepalm x 2*
I don’t know why this bothers me [and my sister] so much, having countless dopplegangers.
but it does.
possibly because it feels like you’re stripped of your individuality when you’re compared to others? that your beauty only counts because you look similar to someone the media/general public has deemed as beautiful?? or simply because WE LOOK NOTHING LIKE THESE PEOPLE??!!?!?!?!!?
I don’t know. I don’t spend too much time analyzing these things, because they don’t actually matter. it’s just a pet peeve, and a rather ridiculous one at that.
my husband still thinks I’m hotter than Demi Moore [and all other celebrities], and that’s good enough for me 🙂
Love — Rach