An epic battle for the miserable souls of young women of Poland.

Long story short, two female journalists, educated in social science, wrote an article for Przekrój about a certain fashion/lifestyle blog that happens to be run by my country's Prime Minister's daughter.

So what's the problem? Well, the two ladies decided to evaluate the self& lifestyle image of the said blogger presented on her blog, pointing out the discrepancy between the cost of that lifestyle with the actual financial capabilities of young Polish women. Seasoned with a somewhat less than probable political/ideological backstory of an evil masterplan of total manipulation on the side of the party in power, the authors sound the alarm for all readers of Makelifeeasier: do not let your daily concerns get reduced to cooking, fashion and idyll chit-chats with your girlfriends! Do not let yourself be manipulated into debt and shame of selling yourself for a picture perfect life marketed as standard!

Ymmm, ok. Yeah, I hear you ladies.

I'm not to shabby when it comes to academics myself, in fact I do deal with discourse analysis, I have dealt with manipulation in media and so forth, I do roam about in the blogosphere of my own and other culture&language zones.

That is why, although I do agree with some of their points, I wish to address one issue: 

we (women who follow such blogs) are not morons. 

I strongly believe, that more blog readers like myself know the meaning of the word INSPIRATION (which in this context would mean being inspired by observed content instead of blindly consuming it with the attached price tags). So yes, life in Poland is pricy and it certainly doesn't spoil when we enter adulthood but you know what? We're not that easily reduced to a Stepford Wife level of thinking. Although personally I prefer blogs that are a bit more personal (where bloggers show and share a bit more of their emotions and interests) I do understand that others might not want to show their more down-to-earth side - especially if their dad happens to be the Prime Minister. And could be ridiculed to infinity just because his kid scribbled something about the hardships of pms or hating your neighbors. 

Just saying. 

And now, off I go to my underpaid job, dreaming of life of plastic that I can't afford (wink, wink).

Over&Out.