Can You Buy Happiness?
Love and money compete in the battle to fulfill women. by Kristine Gasbarre Last stage I construct myself at the den of a friend in her early forties whose boyfriend had fair-minded dropped the tiresome that he was in love with someone major. When I entered her apartment, I ideation Denise was exacting to asphyxiate herself with electrical cords. Bird was tropic a Marlboro and keening into the headsets of both her cell phone and her Blackberry, mascara running down her cheeks and staining her satin pillowcase. Those sheets were Armani; this had to be bad.
Denise is a woman who appears to have it all a smashing jewelry vocation ( which comes with a four - thousand - dollar - diamond - studded Rolex ), the finished body ( okay, ergo the boobs and tanorexia are mock ) and connections to everyone whos anyone from here to Milan. But as canary guzzled the bottle of Prosecco Id brought, dame confessed that caducity ago shed imaginary a rotten life oversight. For too long shed concluding being your best self meant having the best of materiality, and babe realized too overdue in her life that its really relationships and family that bring happiness. Now how would witch recover from this mess in year to find someone new and have babies? I untangled my friend from the cords and assured her the mascara on the bear of my favorite Old Navy t - shirt was fly speck. Thus I headed home to investigate whether its love or money that brings permanent and unshakable happiness.

Its no coincidence that American adults in our 20s and 30s, whove recently been labeled Generation Me, were the first cohort to be targeted as child consumers back in the 1970s and 80s. Saturday morning cartoons were punctuated with commercials of shiny happy kids playing blissfully around the latest talking board game. As we aged, the media became experts at creating marketing campaigns and cultural phenomena that kept us salivating for more. ( Fellow New Kids on the Block fans, please rise. ) If I had the new tape, I needed the figurines. I already owned the t - shirt, so when was the tour coming to town so I could wear it? ( My own father, in fact, drove two hours the week before my 10th birthday so I could see the New Kids live. It was less that I was spoiled and more that all my internal organs would have shriveled and disintegrated if Id missed seeing Jordan Knight live on that fateful evening in December 1989. When we ran into them having dinner at Dennys after the concert, I was too shy to even utter an awkward, brace - faced hi. ) A famous song from the 1970s suggests you cant always get what you want. Really? Because our generation does. My recent article, Why Am I Still Single?, discusses how consumer culture has made us narcissistic relationship partners, telling us that we should never have to compromise. Those jeans shrunk when you washed them? Sister, go get your money back! That friend chews kinda funny when you go out to dinner? Divert her calls! Youre not happy with that job? Change careers! Dont let lifes little inconveniences make you suffer kick those speed bumps to the curb and get to your happy place!
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