I once was introduced to Marvin Gayes daughter Nona at an LA party.
She ruined it for me.
This was way before she was ‘free from Pharrell Williams and Robin Thicke’s chains’…(ahem!)
The lady was like a tall drink of model. Now I’m hardly one of Dorothy’s munchkins but suddenly I felt very small like I didn’t occupy enough space.
So, what IS that exactly?
What is that feeling we get when we see another other person and regardless of our alleged confidence or how we may appear to others, we suddenly feel that the sun has gone behind a cloud?
Even weirder is that try as you like you cannot switch it off. You can’t shake yourself and say ‘grow up!’ and it goes. Instead you find that you don’t want to play in the sand box with the other kids anymore!
It’s strange that I would suddenly think of her, but it has only ever happened to me twice that I can recall.
The second was Mariah Carey, for slightly different reasons and despite meeting equally or far more beautiful, glamorous ladies, it hasn’t happened since.
And I know it’s not just women. I have witnessed supposedly sophisticated men turn into petulant, bitchy 7 year olds when a younger, taller, adonis walks in the room.
It’s not jealousy…in my case at least. But was it envy? ~ ‘a feeling of discontented longing…’
And if so, once we find ourselves doing it, why can’t it be switched off? Why does it linger around like broken wind and ruin the whole evening or dampen your day?
And why would we as smart grown ups even go there?
WHAT SAY YOU??!
When was your last ‘sand box moment’, (you know you’ve had one!)
Who was it and how did it make you feel?
And why do you think we can’t control it and switch the damn thing off?