Saturday, June 16

Posters

I really hate posters.

You might remark, "Why do you say such a thing?  You have a poster in your room!"

My answer is: "It's not a photo."

I mean, how awkward is it when one is trying to read, but peers over the top of the book to find Justin Bieber or One Direction staring them down?  I mean, who wants to see that?  It's extremely stalker-ish and, by all definitions of the word, uncomfortable.

Returning to my poster--it's not problematic for me because it isn't an actual photograph.  The colors have been changed, making it lose its reality factor.  Therefore, I don't mind it.  I don't feel self-conscious around it because my brain does not interpret it as an actual person.

But really, why would anyone truly want a real-looking person like Nikki Minaj, Justin Bieber, Taylor Swift, BarlowGirl, Gavin DeGraw, Leonardo DeCaprio, or Robert Downy Jr. on their wall?  Staring at them.

Like creepers.

Tim Tebow in the bathroom--watching you--is a strange experience.

I've got a friend who has two full-body, floor-to-ceiling posters of Edward Cullen on her bedroom wall.  Those things are terrifying.  Like, scarier than Signs.  Or Children of the Corn.  Or Simon Cowell (who, I might add, is on posters as well).  Or my dog when you wake him before 8:00.

... I don't go in her room.

1 comment:

  1. Disagree! I love looking up from my book to find Justin Bieber staring at me, its as if he was saying "I love to watch you read that book" ;)

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