It’s Saturday night. I’m sat on my couch watching telly, more specifically a ‘reality TV’ show called Sam and Billie Faiers: The Mummy Diaries. They seem like nice people and I can see they’re attempting to get the audience to relate to them and sympathise with them by showing their struggles raising their children. Giving us snippets of their children’s temper tantrums, potty training and baby crawling. But do I relate to these people? Not one bit.
They are mega rich. Sam lives in a Hertfordshire mansion with the latest and most expensive baby gear you can get your hands on. For instance in the opening credits her son Paul is driving a Mercedes Benz kids car and in the particular episode I’m watching Billie’s daughter has a Fairy birthday party that looks like it cost more than my wedding. Of course if you’re comfortable like them you are going to spend it but the way that they’re being portrayed as ‘real’ and ‘relatable’ is a bit ridiculous I think.
I’m not sure if it’s just me but there seems to be a real trend of celebrities having babies but what I can’t stand is how they are being made out to be role models.
At the moment the Kardashians seem to be having a new baby every week. Congratulations because that must be one hell of a fun family party to be a part of. Yet you only need to go on the net, Instagram or whatever to see a picture of them slim two weeks after the baby and we’re fed images of them being the perfect parents.
I don’t know about you but when I’ve been awake half the night, spent the day wiping shit from under my finger nails and tried to entice my two infant children into eating their food, that image is going to make me feel crap.
There’s no doubt that they have time to go to the gym, are catered for by professional chefs and have the support of a nanny yet most of us still feel pressured fitting into their mould. We feel forced into filtering our images, putting ourselves on another diet but saying we’re changing our lifestyle (because dieting is an old fashioned term nowadays) and generally falsifying our lives to make ourselves seem better than we are.
Examples I see all the time are the perfect image of a fake life like photos of consistently happy children when in truth we know no one is 100% happy all the time; pictures of the perfect birthday cake you’ve created when you know the kitchen is in a state and you’ve pulled your own hair out trying to get the icing right or the perfect family holiday photo that looks like you paid a professional to take it but in truth probably took a million photos to get that right and spent the entire time arguing to do it.
If you started to feel a little guilt don’t worry I did too writing it (except the cake, I’m useless at cooking and this was mostly written in envy). I don’t think you should feel bad about it either but give your true reality, show me your kids miserable once in a while;
show me a dodgy cake only to make me feel better (look at this cake 🙈);
and give me silly tans lines or a holiday photo that has been memorable for all the wrong reasons. Looking at these images I desperately need to book a holiday soon!
Let’s give each other reality because there certainly isn’t anything real about these so called reality stars.