“What would the neighbors think?”

This is what my mother used to say whenever she scolded my sisters and I. We were doing something bound to embarrass ourselves. or more specifically, her (every mother has been there).  The correct answer may have been, “who cares?”.  But being the anxiety ridden oldest child, I felt a responsibility to take this one seriously.

It was certainly clear that something very bad would come out of dampening the neighbors’ opinion of us. My mother certainly didn’t intend it, but that question stuck with me and I wore it like a tiara for years.

And now, in this time of Facebook, Instagram, video calls and conferences, it’s even more about “what would the neighbors think?”. We can carefully craft what they think, can’t we? Who hasn’t cropped a photo to hide some unimpressive sight in the background before posting it?

The more evolved of us may say they don’t care what other people think. Ever. But the entire retail industry is getting rich off our insecurities, so there must be several more of us out there, standing in our closets, trying to figure out what to wear to the grocery store.

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But, “what would the neighbors think” doesn’t have to be anxiety inducing.  Instead, I made it self-motivating.  What would the neighbors think if I didn’t get into a good university? Well, after many years of studying, a big fear of failure, and a little luck, I was accepted to and graduated from the University of Michigan.

What would the neighbors think if I failed after moving to California? Next stop, Giorgio Armani, Rodeo Drive and all the glamour that came with it! What would the neighbors think if my styling and personal shopping business tanked? See where I’m going?

The fear of being cocktail party fodder actually propelled me forward! Not sure that’s healthy motivation, but for me, it worked.

Fortunately, as I’ve grown older, my “neighbors” no longer encompass the grocery store produce guy or strangers at the mall. I don’t worry what acquaintances at a party, work associates, or the Mr. and Mrs. living next door are thinking. My “concern circle’s” diameter has diminished to include just myself and my family. And maybe someday, it will just be me I’m trying to please. 

I imagine that’s the goal. But I’ll admit I’m not there yet.  I still put on lipstick to drive my kids to school; but that’s totally different, right?

Someone told me that you go through life with a garbage bag and other people are constantly filling it with whatever they want.

It’s up to you to go through that bag every once in awhile and get rid of what you don’t want or need.

If the outside pressures or the “perfect” images you see as you peruse your Instagram feed don’t inspire you and instead make you feel somehow inadequate, don’t accept them into your bag. It’s your bag!

And since we’re being hypothetical, make that an Hermes bag! After all, a garbage bag? What would the neighbors think?

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