Wednesday, May 18, 2016

You’re not going to like what I have to say about Beyoncé.

Brace yourselves. 

You’re not going to like what I have to say about Beyoncé.


Don't get me wrong. I think she’s fabulous. I think her music is awesome and digs at the deepest depths of my soul in one moment and in the next makes me want to practice my {albeit bad} dance moves in front of a mirror wearing a leotard and heels taller than I'd ever walk out of my house in. 

But folks, I hate to break this to you. We’ve been lied to.

No, this is not about Becky with the Good Hair or Jay Z’s alleged infidelities (a rapper? No. Never).

This is the notion that is displayed on t-shirts and instagram posts and this water bottle.

“We have the same amount of hours in the day as Beyoncé.”

Yes. I can count. Yes, I know she’s pretty powerful, but not quite God.

But we’re fed the notion that Beyoncé has the same number of hours that you and me and the mailman and your granny have.

Scientifically, yes. 24=24.

But how many photos have you seen Beyoncé strolling the aisles of the grocery store trying to throw together a meal that doesn’t consist of microwavable meals or Chipotle leftovers?

Or how many photos of Beyoncé do you see her scrambling out the door, trying to do her makeup in the car because she’s late to a meeting because her dog decided to finally catch that bird in your backyard leaving you to clean up the mess?

Or how many photos of Beyoncé do you see her spending hours in an office doing something that you don’t quite love, in an office with no windows, with people that you can’t really stand, all to earn a paycheck to spend $$$ on her concert ticket?

We don’t. Because Beyonce may have 24 hours. But she also has a hair stylist. A nanny. Someone to do her grocery shopping for her. A manager. Someone who handles her travel. A driver. A chef.

The list goes on and on.

I’m not hatin’. Believe me, if I could have someone to style my mane everyday rather than throwing in some dry shampoo and hairspray, I would. But I can’t (at least not yet...#goals!).

Those 24 hours in a day I have are precious. And tediously scheduled. I have 24 hours to exercise my body, spend quiet time in the Word, try to eat somewhat healthy, bust my butt to do the best that I can in my job, engage with my friends, nurture my relationship with my boyfriend, leave my house at least once (work from home hardships), stay in touch with my family, walk my dog, clean my house, down some vino because why the heck not?, LIVE a little, and maybe, just maybe, do my own hair.

Queen Bey is living life seemingly on top of the world right now. But as we look at the life that she projects, and the life that we are constantly told "Well, if she can do it, so can we." 

But before you go out and spend a fortune on a personal trainer and a stylist and a 24/7 uber driver, do this. 

Give yourself a bit of grace.

Nothing is as easy as it looks. Just think about it, Britney Spears was on top of the world once. And then this happened. 

She has her struggles, I'm sure. But she also has a lot of paid help. A lot. 

So next time you think about how much she "has" and "does" (OR ANYONE for that matter), give yourself a little kick in the butt and do the hard stuff, learn through doing it yourself, be grateful for where you are at. 

And be grateful Britney grew her hair back. And she's a bit less crazy these days. 

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