Sunday, November 23, 2008

Welcome to the South, Bitch!

Coming from the Bible Belt, things are supposed to be the same- everyone dress the same, practice the same religion, vote the same, etc. Well, that's only part of the story of where we are from. The city in which we live is corrupt and filled with racial tension- obviously opposed to change. We both attend a wealthy, private school (since the public schools really are horrible). Here, people enjoy activities such as "mudding", hunting, and shopping at Wal-Mart. We do not. We enjoy vacation at the Breakers in Palm Beach, shopping at Nordstrom and Neiman Marcus, traveling the world, sipping espresso in coffee shops, and basically knowing that we are better than everyone else. At our school, people think that they can buy class through fake Louis Vuittons, Vera Bradley, and Hollister. Though they come from wealthy families, they are the reason why "you can't buy class". No matter how much money you have, class comes from who you are and how you act. While I tend to be classified as a bitch, I have class and tend to demonstrate that whenever possible. I grew up between my home here and south Florida where I saw the way class really is. As a senior about to graduate in May, I cannot wait to go up north and come back to see how everyone else has failed. Yes, I enjoy playing off of other people's disappointment, but at least it keeps my mind off of my own, am I right?

So why start a blog? Well, the reason why is that really we need something to put our efforts into since "senioritis" has begun to kick in. In this blog, we are going to describe society according to us, not according to the society in which we live. Fashion, society, politics, music, books, movies and more- we are going to give you the complete story and our ultimate opinions. Sorry if we piss you off, but that's life- GET USED TO IT!

Be sure to let us know what your take is on all of this and especially if there are any topics that you want to be covered.

You know you love me, xo xo

Saturday, November 22, 2008

I drive a Benz with a conderderate (no caps) flag!

I've never been the type of person to keep a journal or blog. Recently I found myself lacking a project, so one of my best friends and I decided to venture into a blog about things that we think are noteworthy. Including but not limited too music, current events, style, and pop culture, we want to focus on the best things life has to offer. I, well we both, attend a college preparatory school in a city where class and society is the best way get noticed. But, when it comes down to it we feel surrounded by people with all this money who are some how satisfied when the get up and look at themselves in the mirror. Clothes and music both play important aspects in any persons life. You live your life in what you choose to put on your back, and I believe these choices reflect you as a person. While that may sound superficial, most of the world judges the exterior not the interior. Our title suggests that class is something that can't be bought - it's something that must be taught.

After living all over the country, my family settled in the worst possible area of the United States. The South has proved to be quite an experience. I've learned that people here do not have the same goals or priorities as many other individuals. Most are content to become stock brokers, settle down in some treeless suburb, and join the local "exclusive" country club. Meaning, you have to be white, protestant, and married with four kids. Of course, not everyone shares my opinion. If you enjoy pop culture, different genre of music, and strong opinions this will hopefully be a good read for you!
(I encourage any good, healthy argument)

-W