goop makes me feel like poop

Gywneth Paltrow just launched a website called Goop. You know, I have no issue with Miss Paltrow. In fact I quite like her in a few movies. And beyond that she's not offensive or unlikable, keeping in mind I have never met her in my life. By all accounts she seems balanced and worldly, again not knowing her, and having US Magazine and People as an oh so reliable reference. Anyway, either she reads the same magazines and is believing the hype or truly is perfect because her site is about her, how she has gotten to this state of wonderfulness and how you can to, or cry because you feel mocked and/or defeated in her shadow.

I really don't take that much offense at what she's pitching. In fact, her agenda, and believe me I am not, nor would I ever pretend to be selling the exact same potion for sucess... in fact I'm not sure how one begins to "nourish the inner aspect"... but I feel that we may at least have parallel purposes. I appreciate the simple objectives to "make", "go", "get", "do", "be", "see", and furthermore the statement:

Make your life good. Invest in what's real. Cook a meal for someone you love. Pause before reacting. Clean out your space. Read something beautiful. Treat yourself to something. Go to a city you've never been to. Learn something new. Don't be lazy. Workout and stick with it.

I almost feel like she took the words right out of my mouth, as much as I realize the likelihood of plagiarism is the funniest notion of 2008. I guess my point is, on the one hand, even though I experienced a twinge of completely unnecessary envy for a famous person "stealing" my non-existent thunder, I was excited that maybe a similar mantra, to overcome and be better, was birthed into the cyber world. More than that it would be more eloquent and focused than any personal ramblings I've offered up.

BUT, and here is that other hand, I am a little put off for some reason. I've typed and erased, and typed and erased my attempt at an elaboration and I can't find the right words as I try to self-diagnose my beef. Maybe this is just dumb sour grapes. Maybe this is some celebrity prejudice I need to come to grips with. Or maybe this is jealousy and bitterness of someone that, even though once flawed, is SO darn together now that they're attempting to teach the world how to be as good as they are. I guess I just prefer a teacher that continues to struggle, because even the best people I've ever met have set backs or face new challenges/problems. And MAYBE that is truly what's the truth in the vice of my other hand. We're all in recovery; no-one has it down pat.

Once the site is truly up and running I may have a change of heart and G.P. will be my biggest hero. If anything I hope to learn what GOOP means, in the literal sense.