For those of you who don’t know about my recent series of “celebrity” videos, I’ve been doing a satirical take on celebrity life via TikTok, Twitter, and YouTube. For those of you who do know about these and have maybe even seen them…
I am so sorry.
Nevertheless, even here at the beginning of this ridiculous satirical thing I’m doing, I’m already starting to see changes in my real life — super positive changes.
And so, without further ado, here are 7 ways my fake celebrity persona has already changed me…
For the better.
1. I now have to resemble a human being at least twice a week so I can record decent celebrity videos.
You see [and as some of you already know], when you work for yourself as an independent author-artist/low-key [aspiring high-key] entrepreneur and have strategically scheduled your classes such that you don’t have to change out of your pajamas most days of the week…
Well, it’s easy to fall into a bit of a fashion slump. Therefore, not only do I have to put on real clothes to record my videos now, but I also can’t take the aesthetic shortcuts I usually do. I mean, making videos of myself is already awkward enough without horrid lipstick jobs and old gym bro tanks I may or may not wear to bed some nights, right? Having to resemble an actual functioning human being is a wonderful thing, especially when the quarantine makes it way too easy for us to fold into our final potato forms.
2. I’m slowly but surely getting better on my feet.
That’s right; in case this isn’t obvious (I really wouldn’t know), all my celebrity videos are anywhere from 98%-100% improvisation.
At most, I may have one or two words scribbled down on paper for a topic I want to include in the video (or else brief reminders of requests from friends and viewers), but this is rare. I make these videos up as I go.
Furthermore, I don’t usually do multiple takes. Sometimes, if I mess something up badly enough, I’ll redo that section really fast, but it never goes past three tries [total]. For someone who usually takes things way too seriously and plans just about every minute of her life, this is kind of a big deal. I’m achieving some major personal growth by goofing off in front of the camera with no real game plan.
Plus, winging my celebrity videos actually contributes to the persona of the character I’m attempting to embody (strange, I know).
3. My video editing skills are improving.
Not only am I emotionally allergic to video editing, but I also suck at it. Fortunately, these videos are low pressure on the “aesthetic” front (sketchy lighting, poor editing, medium sound quality, and bad trims and transitions only add to the skit), and that gives me more room to experiment with different options on my video editing app.
4. I’m finally getting a break from my other writing.
Most of my writing leans on the very grim and psychologically demanding side; my brain and heart usually hurt after a lengthy personal essay or poetry writing session. Worse yet, I can’t seem to stop writing that stuff!
Or at least I couldn’t until I started taking this little celebrity gimmick more seriously. With these videos, I haven’t written a poem in a few days now, and it’s been absolutely wonderful! My spirits are so much higher, and that specific creative muscle gets a well-earned break while I work on this other, far sillier one.
5. I talk about Sonic the Hedgehog more now than I ever have in my life.
I shouldn’t really have to elaborate on this point. This is clearly a great thing. Moving on…
6. I actually might be getting more confident.
By constantly studying Instagram models who post their sponsored looks (unlike me), I suspect maybe a little of their confidence and fabulousness has started to rub off on me.
Moreover, by absolutely exaggerating their fierceness in attempts to hit full-blown, stereotypical, conceited, clueless celebrity status, overdoing self-love for this strange alter ego o’mine has become a standard part of my week.
When you take my -50 confidence level and add it to the full 100 of a pseudo-celebrity with no self-awareness, that totals 50 on the confidence scale. Half-confidence…
I mean, that’s definitely an improvement.
At least it is for me.
7. And even if I’m not, I’m definitely getting better at faking it.
I still don’t know if my newfound confidence is an actual thing I have or if it’s just a side effect of my fake, celebrity persona. Either way, I’m learning how to walk the walk, talk the talk, and vogue the poses.
I’m still not terribly comfortable on camera or working it for photos, but I suppose everyone has to start somewhere. Like they say, fake it until you make it.
Honestly, I don’t know where this madness will take me next [especially since 2020 has established itself as the epitome of all things unpredictable], but I’m still really excited to find out.