I have a true life confession to make, my inner Miley and inner Taylor are constantly at war. It’s like in movies when the main character has the devil on one shoulder saying “Sneak out and go to the party,” and the angel on the other side advising “Stay in, do your homework and fall asleep watching Gilmore Girls”. Well that’s sort of like my life except without an angel and a devil (thank God because if I ever saw anything or anyone on my shoulder I’d fuh-reak out). Instead I have Taylor and Miley and let me tell you its not all black and white with these ladies. The rumors are true, Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus are my two biggest role models (sorry Michelle Obama…and other educated influential women). There’s that part of me that’s just a sweet little blonde dreaming of fairytales and true love and then there’s the part of me that’s wearing a black leather leotard and has amazing abs. While somedays I’m totally cool with making flower crowns and dancing around thorough fields of daisies, other times I just want to get down and party in the USA with my cowboy boots and what not…I’m guessing you have the same dilemma?
Growing up Miley taught me to go after the best of both worlds, to me this means having my cake (and eating it too). So I’ve aimed to achieve this balance, late night pizza binges, ice cream sundaes and a bikini body. A social sorority life filled with date dashes, sisterhoods and exchanges while still attempting to be the academic chair with super star grades. Let’s just Hannah Montana made having the perfect double life look a lot easier than it’s proven to be for me. I have my cake but it’s a sloppy mess and theres frosting all over my face.
Taylor likes to chime in on my life every so often too (because we’re best friends). She tells me to chase my fairy tale dreams and look for the perfect Romeo and Juliet love story. I listen to Tay’s advice and wall of a sudden I’m laying in bed singing love songs and doodling hearts on my journal. Someone tells me they love me and I believe them…
I’m constantly asking myself deep and thought provoking questions such as, “Are there bigger things in life than dating the guy on the football team?” and “Am I living in a fairy tale? If so where is the White Horse?”…
And then Miley comes back and she’s like “Girl, you can’t be tamed” and I’m disgusted by Taylor’s naive school girl antics. Of course it’s during these times that I go through guys like money flyin’ out the hands. I’m like a puzzle…but all of my pieces are jagged (this might be a little deep for some of you to understand). Miley’s the only one who gets me because all the guys try and tame her too and..ugh, did you see what Miley did when she started having problems with Liam?! Long luscious locks…chopped off and gone faster than you can stutter “She’s just being Miley”. I almost pull a
Britney…or should I say Miley and shave all my hair off just to…you know, prove to the world that I do what I want and then…
Taylor pops into my head again with that perfect hair of hers. She insists that being young and free isn’t all about being wreckless (what was I thinking?!) Being 22 (err…21) isn’t about dancing around and pretending I’m a bird in a weird cage at a museum (see Miley’s “can’t be tamed” music video), it is about staying late and dressing up like a hipster and dancing with my friends. Sure it’s miserable, but it’s magical at the same time. I forget about the heartbreak, the deadlines and spend the whole night making fun of my exes but as soon as a Jay Z song comes on I get lost in the music and realize that I don’t want to dance if I’m not dancing with Miley.
Because parties in the USA are the best kinds of parties. I like to dance with Miley because we can just do whatever we want, we can climb mountains, we can shake it like we’re at a strip club (her words not mine) and we can date hot australian actors and guess what, only God can judge us (again…her words not mine).
As you can see my life is a constant struggle. If you were in my shoes who would you listen to? Sometimes it’s obvious…for instance, nanny Jordyn always listens to Taylor but this weekend I’m headed to Paradiso (an EDM festival) and I’m definitely planning on channeling my inner Miley.