THE GIRL WITH THE GREEN SCARF ....

• MOST of us, especially those with overly OC personalities, are obsessed one way or another ... hmmm... with something! That something could be anything - from compulsive eating, starving, smoking, drinking, sex, shopping, etc ... that almost hungry insane look (as above which I really luv ... ), the over dramatic shaking fingers, really sweaty cold palms, constant cravings (for sex) are all manifestation of some form of addiction. Really !!!
• It's the thing you do obsessively that provides excitement, some high or euphoria or even meaning in your boring existence, and thus you crave for more, to have it, to do it, to feel that emotion again !!! ... and as Rebecca (Isla Fisher) said in Confessions of a Shopaholic - "When life becomes ugly (depressed), shopping makes it beautiful again!" and ... the way she describes Shopping is that ... "You know that thing when you see someone cute and he smiles and your heart kind of goes like warm butter sliding down hot toast? Well that's what it's like when I see a store. Only it's better!" .... Well yes, until the debt collector starts stalking you .... This post is not about the movie - but one thing I can say about it is that - The movie sucks big time! The only thing I like is that green scarf! However ....
• I personally believe that we have to live passionately and even obsessively! But we should also be able to rise above it and face its consequences. Like, it's most likely that a very rich person becomes shopaholic - and there's no problem with that. But for one who has limited supply of funds, compulsive shopping would surely bring catastrophe .... and what would you do with all the 800 pairs of shoes and growing collections of gowns and bags ...?
• Being obsessive complusive, I've got some mini addictions over the years - - And as you would know, one of these is becoming and being a drag queen and everything that goes with it .... buying and collecting more and more drag outfits, gowns, lingerie, stockings, jewelries, wigs in different styles and colors, hair pieces of different colors, make up and make up bags, shoes and high heels, tiaras and headresses, feathers and boas, eye lashes of different size and colors, etc - and rationalising that I could use them one of these days in one of the asian shows, has become a habit. A cycle. An emotional trap. An upper ...
• Aside from the fact that I have used one whole room and converted it into a "Drag Room" - I have used all the spaces and cavities of our house in order to stock these ever growing and unstoppable "trash" drag related collections. But the ever growing question is - when? When would I become a STAR Drag Queen who would use all these fabulous stuff in all these unstoppable shows or beauty pageant every week ??? I don't even have the time to practice anymore. All my time is spent arranging and re-arranging all these stuff for easy access. But it only take one show, and the Drag Room becomes a big trash and treasure chaos again! And I console myself at the thought that such and such has more stuff than meh ....
• This normally happens to Drag Queens. I know one who lives in a big four bedroom house and one big garage filled with her drag costumes ... and she only have been called once every quarter.... So I am not that bad afterall .... but still! Could I have spent my money and time in better pursuit ???
• When our obsession rules and destroys other aspects of our lives - to the point that we lie, borrow and steal - and end up doing other major mistakes - then, it is time we need someone to slap us with a frying pan!