Posted at 10:23 AM Nov 20, 2009By Kiala Kazebee
Obviously, I'm exaggerating for the sake of infotainment, and I really do care about nutrition and taking care of myself but not to the point where it completely annihilates my ability to see the difference between John Mayer and John Vanderslice. To clarify: Are healthy living bloggers incapable of good taste when it comes to music?
And I find myself wondering which comes first? The viscerally terrible taste in music or the obsession with physical perfection? Or is it simultaneous? Do the two go hand-in-hand? A kind of Huxley-esque utopian genetic type, not born of a test tube but conditioned from birth and taught through osmosis. "I'm so glad I'm an Alpha. Betas can't shop at Hollister or go to Cabo for Spring Break. Betas can't follow the Dave Matthews Band around or choose not to be gay. I'm so glad I'm an Alpha."
I'm leaning towards the Brave New World theory myself but I'm interested in your ideas. Let me know in the comments.
Some examples of this phenomenon SLIGHTLY PARAPHRASED for my own amusement:
- Kath Eats Real Food: "Totally obsessed with "Hide + Seek" by Imogen Heap!!!!!! It makes me want to move around like a bird!" Read: I feel so free! For the first time in my life I can express myself but DARN this polar fleece vest for inhibiting my SOUL. I mean just...POOH on it.
- Eat Live Run: "Rascal Flatts was a success in all its country boy band glory! It made me SO EXCITED for the upcoming Kenny Chesney concert in two weeks!!!!!! Yehaww!" Read: Up until today, the Hollers were all I needed to feel complete, y'all, but the rain bath I took by accident while hitchhiking my way 'cross state lines and the love comin' at me from all these orange people wearing pretty shell necklaces tucked inside colorful, high collared cotton shirts has really opened my eyes to a different way of life. Also, jaegerbombs!!!!
- Fitnessista "Zumba song of the day: "Taca Taca" Yi-Way-Pi." Read: This implies there are other "Zumba songs of the day" and I do not want to live in that kind of world. WILL NO ONE THINK OF THE CHILDREN?