So, here I am, sitting on the moss green leather chair in the corner of the room. Where does it happen to be right by? My old school photos. Four, carefully alligned memories of me in almost each year during my time at The Folkestone School for Girls. In all honesty, it's heartwarming and upsetting, at the same time. In hindsight, I have done my fair share of premature growing up. I have never been one of those girls who is out every night grinding up against 'the lads'; that's not me. I have, however, matured psychologically, due to being constantly surrounded by those years my senior. Now I've reached the point where I am becoming what is considered 'an adult' and I'm not sure whether I want to reject it and prolong my childhood, a little longer. I miss the days where I could hang around town for hours on end with friends, or simply sit on The Leas with a drink from Mc Donalds taking pictures and having the time of my life. It's all going so fast.
With magazines such as Vogue, Look, Heat, Star and Elle available at-the-ready for anyone and everyone, teenage girls have never been so exposed to the adult culture of fashion, technology and womanly-gossip. We're all caught up in it. On coach journeys to University open-days, what's the first thing we grab (other than the iPod)? A fashion mag'. It has been installed into our vulnerable minds in the 21st century, and acting as a catalyst, it's speeding up our wants and needs. What girl wanted a pair of Ray Bans or the latest Miu Miu bag, thirty years ago? I wasn't around then but I'm guessing very few. Today, however, in the Sixth form I attend, girls are constantly wandering around in the new Ugg boots and Ray Bans. It's --the 'norm'. I have been consumed by the religion that is the fashion magazine, also. The most popular magazines out on a weekly basis (Tuesday) will be the ones I rush to WHSmith for and I narrow it down based on their contents; the one with the best items advertised, the doll-like models draped in gorgeous fabrics and accessories, and the one that offers a mild hint of 'how to live your life better'. And that is exactly what I look for, along with a bit of wit. I cannot help but think as time goes on, younger and younger girls (perhaps boys, too) will be consumed by this world of perfection and luxury. Only a year or so, I saw a story on Yahoo about the so-called 'Tweens' of today. What's next? We already have Suri and Katie Price's little Princess dressed tip-top in heels and designer handbags!
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