That I am going to do a Harry Potter themed photo shoot … shrieking shack style.

A fellow Ravenclaw gave me the idea a while back and I’m still trying to figure out the logistics.

I am starting to get that warm fuzzy feeling I get, every time I have a good idea. 

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(via missrebellious)

1. Privacy.  While I have no issue flaunting some of the random inner workings of my life (and my family) … I can do it on my own terms.  I value that ability far too much.
2. Clothing. I am eclectic in my apparel choices. Some days I am alternative. Some days I am a GAP commercial. Some days I am channeling Audrey Hepburn. Every now and then I even pretend I am sporty spice. However most days, I sport the mommy look … whatever is clean and comfy. This almost always ends up being some paint splattered sweats. You never see celebrities in that type of attire. I am kind of sad for them on this note. I love my horrible clothes.
3. Products. The endless access to products. I know this seems crazy but really think about it. When countless free things are being thrown in your face, it has got to be hard to be thoughtful about what it is you use and where it comes from. It’s hard for me now and I pay full price. 
4. History. OMG - I’ve done plenty of things I am sure I’d never like to ever see come to light again. Let the past be the past. 
5. Social Aspects. While I try to play nice with others, sometimes that’s not always possible. I’d be the one celebrity always being written up for having said something that wasn’t quite right. The tendency to put my foot in my mouth also is a factor here. It wouldn’t be pretty.
6. Servants. Yes, I said servants. I am so uncomfortable with the idea of maids, drivers, nannies and the like. No, I don’t ever want one. I prefer to scrub my own toilet and raise my own children. 
7. Children. My children are awesome. While most people who meet them often agree, I’d hate to have to subject them to the constant public opinion of others. Isn’t it bad enough that they have to deal with their peers?
8. Sleep. It just seems like those people never sleep. They all looks so freaking tired. I need my sleep. Could be because I am old though.
9. Age. I love that I am becoming a grown up. White hairs are beginning to crop up and people almost start to take me seriously. Most famous people seem to perpetually be twenty-one. Whether by medical miracles or behavior, these people never seem to grow up. 
10. Exercising. I hate it. In real life, the only one who cares about that is my super healthy body builder husband. If I were famous, I would have to exercise. This way, I can exercise sporadically and eat all the peanut butter cookies my heart desires.

 As you can see, I’ve quite obviously made a choice to fly under the radar. I enjoy my life and all the things in it far to much to be famous. I could be convinced to re-think all these things for the shoes though. There are some Christian Louboutins I have been lusting after for forever and really it might be worth it.