I, much like the she herself seems to be, am torn at what to think about the author. After being lassoed in by the first sentence in this essay, I was completely turned off by the second. I found myself in such a position of uncertainty many times throughout this essay.
I love confidence, who doesn't, and the author exhibits quite a swagger. But I was reading this essay as if it was written directly to me as some type of letter, and that she was speaking directly to me. In doing this I was able to "paint my own picture" of her and give her all the qualities that I thought she exuded through her text and the way she wrote. I pinned her more or less kind of an airhead; a little absent-minded with a motivational problem. Attraction to what I've mocked up in my head, despite personality flaws, still exists however. I'm torn.
As i mentioned, confidence is a very attractive thing, but conceitedness is gross. I'd rather be burnt at the stake then listen to a girl talk solely about how sweet she is. The author by no means went that far, but she is really into herself. I say this based off of the amount of people she boasts she's been compared to, which she does multiple times. Then again, she has a small lack of self-confidence which shows a vulnerability that once again, leaves me extremely torn on whether or not i love this girl, or loath her.
I like this author. I also like this essay. I just decided that. She shows a lot of confident, professional qualities that make people into something bigger. She also possesses and shows off her more human, down to earth qualities as well, which gives her the best of both worlds. Her self-doubt ads a lovely blemish on a seemingly perfect person.
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