We all know that life is usually based on competition no matter how subtle it may seem.
Competition is alive and well at every corner and every passing moment of one’s life. The only difference is how seriously one takes it and do you actually go out with your mind set on crashing some competition. *wink*.
Ladies, Divas, shims ET all…you all know what I’m saying.
Whether you are competing with a peer, friend, relative, co-worker, foe or complete stranger- it’s still a competition.
As women, we compete at every little thing. We will even go to the extent of borrowing ( I don’t want to say thief, as much as that is what it is) another Diva’s style now commonly known as Swag and put out name on it just so we can fit the part. Women will break and stretch their budgets just to fit in another woman’s image (if you are balling on a budget you don’t have to try so hard to stand out, just blend in- it’s the recession, we smart ones understand). Women do more hating then congratulating. The competition amongst women is an illusion that we have created the “shoe game”.
And oh yes, we all want to be that bad ass at the party or dinner who wore a shoe for most of the want to-be-diva to get green eyed about. And you know what’s crazy; when a woman rocks a great shoe- she knows it. She’s not looking for people to come right out and say it she’s not looking for complements because she already knows a majority of the women in that party are slowly simmering in envy. Yes if you throw out a little complement she will accept it as politely as she can. This diva will switch her ass-less behind and tiny hips right to left and toss her weave back whenever she can and cross her legs in a manner in which her shoes will be flossed well just so you can notice. This girl doesn’t even have to dance; she can just grab a couch and let all the other women fall over themselves. and we know only too well what other women will be thinking when they see this devious scheme to steal attention, they basically won’t have anything nice to say about her unless they are trying to get the name of the store she bought her partner in crime from and how much it’ll set them back for. She doesn’t even have to have a Kim Kardashian body, she doesn’t have to wear a “ devil in a blue dress’ number, all she has to do is wear anything that will bring more attention to the shoe, whether it’s the color, shape or form.
This woman who prides herself in her shoe game is not to be messed with in this department, because you will always come up short. You may make it look cute and sexy, but she makes it grown, sexy and classy. She’s 2-steps ahead of you and knows it.
She pimps it not so you can love it but so you can hate it.
Right after the shoe game, we have the killer body competition; this competition is open to all. Why? Because if you really put you mind to it and addressed the certain areas of your body you would love to see putting you all the way up there on the list of “body to die for” and you work hard at it; you could do it. Oh and throw in a little plastic surgery magic in there, whip it up…and voila, you’ve just won yourself a bunch of haters. LOL.
But the best contenders for this game are the ones who are born with it and know it; these girls will leave you spitting venom in the club when they start to grind their little waists, big behinds and great looking boobs (we all know the magic a good push-up bra can do, not forgetting our best friend silicon). The killer curves diva only has one thing in mind when she dresses up to go out, even to the corner store, she has one thing in the back of her mind, “does this hug my waist and shows off what my mama gave me”. This girl doesn’t need to buy the tightest outfits in the store, no, all she needs are the colors that best suit her makeup, create an ensemble and go out to make other girls feel like they were purchased from walmart.LOL.
I say, you don’t need to have the best curves, but take care of your curves. Love handles are so yester-year, outdated, expired. It’s not even teletubby cute anymore. It takes hard work to be a woman and you just have to show up at the competition for you to even begin to compete. Oh I know what some of you are thinking “what the hell is Zee saying, I don’t care about competition, and I’m comfortable with my body”. Well ok, that’s on you, but we both know that you’ve looked at a curvier girl, not skinny, curvier and cursed under your breathe. Come on, don’t try to seem like you have never in your life. I’m not a big girl, but I’ve looked at other women and went, “damn her”. When we begin to confront our inner truths, the better we are at loving ourselves.
We all want a bigger ass, bigger boobs, smaller stomach, thinner arms, slim thighs, longer hair, brains and all.
The ‘who is the smartest” game isn’t exactly a priority for most women, we have figured out that out looks pave the way for great things in life so we tend to roll out and play that card every chance we get. Even if it means acting like Phoebe from the TV sitcom Friends.
Some women, pride themselves in this. They would actually rather be mentally engaging than be a Barbie. I can respect that.
I can respect even more the woman who’s an all-rounder; mean wardrobe, always manages to looks great, takes care of her body, has a good lifestyle, cooks well, knows how to clean beyond sweeping, stylish and smart.
And when I say smart, I just don’t mean book smart, I mean both book and street smart. That’s a sexy look. What’s even sexier is the woman who understands the natural competitive streak in people around her and doesn’t see it as negative but rather embraces it, subtly competes but doesn’t let the competition take over her every fiber.
She knows when to let the obvious competitors take the spotlight because she knows it’s the center of their lives and having people commit suicide or be committed to a psychiatric center just because she decided to be a beast and go all out to compete is not a good look.LOL.
So no matter how insignificant or minute the competition may seem, it is still there. Buried behind all the smiles and false complements of others; even amongst family or even co-workers. And nowadays it’s worse because of all the social networking that allows other people a glimpse into the life you may be perpetrating to live.
The need to remain relevant too will have others compete with your brain even though they don’t know how you feed, nurture and maintain it.
You may not be competing, but the competition is there. Take a closer look even at your own circle or friends and family.
DiamondDiva
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