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Ballet shoes or a Chanel bag?

I was thinking today about authenticity and truth as it pertains to the self. And in the midst of my thoughts I imagined being put on the spot and asked to choose between a Chanel bag and new ballet pointe shoes. If such a situation were to ever occur I don’t think there would be any difficulty for me in choosing. If someone put in front of me right this very minute a brand new pair of pointe shoes and a brand new Chanel bag and asked me to choose one, I would choose the pointe shoes. At least I’d like to think I would.

What could I do with a Chanel bag that would leave me feeling graceful and beautiful and genuinely happy in my soul? New pointe shoes would genuinely excite me. A Chanel bag would excite me superficially. With the Chanel bag it would be me feeling excited to have an expensive designer bag in my possession. The bag itself really wouldn’t mean anything to me other that what it represents as far as it being a Chanel bag. With new pointe shoes it would be me feeling excited to put them on and turn on some classical music and dance in my living room until my toes hurt. And then do it again the next day and the day after that. And repeat again for weeks and months until the toe shoes got worn out like my current pair.

torn and worn ballet pointe shoes

With the toes shoes I’d feel as graceful as a gazelle dancing even while looking like a drunken donkey falling all over itself. I’d feel elegant and beautiful even while my face is none too prettily contorted in my determined attempt at imitating a real ballerina. I’d be happy. Because I’d be listening to beautiful music while flitting and floating (more like flapping and flopping) around the room. The little girl in me would be feeling mirthful and gleeful. I can’t see a Chanel bag making any woman feel that way. But I should speak for myself.

A Chanel bag cannot move my soul. So I want to think that, if I were being authentic and true to myself, I would say no to the Chanel bag if I was put on the spot and asked to choose between a Chanel bag or a pair of new toe shoes.

What about you? Given a choice between a Chanel bag and something related to a passion you have in life, what would you choose? There’s no right and wrong answer. If you’d choose the Chanel bag that’s perfectly fine. But only choose it if it’s what you really want. Don’t choose it because you buy into the idea that having an expensive designer bag makes you special.

Stay true to who you are…

Monica
Monicahttps://adelamonica.com
Singer songwriter Adelamonica AKA Avenue Sixty editor in chief. Writing as Monica for The Monica Archives. Writing has always been one of my passions. In fact, when I was a teenager, I used to tell people they should remember my name, because I was going to become a famous author. I used to live to write and write to live--not in the sense of writing for income but writing to combat depression and to feel a sense of purpose. I've written novels, poems, articles and essays that I tried unsuccessfully to get published over many years starting in my teens. When I discovered blogging several ages ago, I turned to that avenue as a means of doing what I love without having to worry about publishers and their rejection letters. Modeling is also something I have always enjoyed and something I wanted very badly to do as a teenager. So badly that I used to lie and tell people I was a model. I would carry around a large portfolio style photo album and claim it was my modeling portfolio. But, as with my writing, the people with the power to make my modeling dreams come true saw nothing in me that made them stop me in the streets of New York to offer me a modeling contract with their agency. So when I discovered the ability to photograph my own self (before cell phones and selfies) I took up a hobby of pretend modeling at home and that hobby has remained with me throughout my life as a form of self expression and self therapy. I ask that you kindly excuse my lack of worldliness and any instances where I demonstrate lack of tact or lack of knowledge and even lack of basic intelligence in my writing and posing. I'm just here trying to have a little fun doing the things that make me happy. I'm just an average human for whom writing and posing and singing and dancing and the other things I do are ways I express myself and keep myself going on this ever challenging journey of life. I hope you will find something even remotely useful or interesting in the things I share.

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