
I blame the latter trait for her announcement the other morning, in typical girly fashion: "I need to lose weight! I'm going on South Beach." One of the premises of the whole morning show is how freaking hot this chick is so I went and looked her up. This is her hosting the New Kids on the Block at a recent Mall of America event:

Her reply? "Until people tell me I'm too skinny and they're worried about me."
The guy agreed with her, "Oh yeah, that's how you know when you're finally looking good - when people start pulling that 'I'm so worried about you' line." Then he summed up the popular opinion of the day, saying something along the lines of, "Normal sucks. Normal isn't gorgeous. You have to be super thin to look good." And the anorexic in me was screaming, "I knew it!!"
My husband will tell you that I'm notorious for missing when people are joking but I'm pretty sure these two were serious. Mostly because they are not the first people to say this. Normal is so last season - and it isn't just weight. Nobody wants to be described as "average" or "ordinary" or, heaven help you, "just fine." People would rather be anything but normal, no matter how awful the alternative - a fact that Tila Tequila has banked her entire career on.
But what is so wrong about normal? From a weight standpoint, normal is the best place to be. It is the very heavy and, oh yes, the very skinny who have the highest mortality rates. Unlike in fashion, if you are interested in good health, then there is such a thing as too skinny. From a life standpoint, while we laud the exceptional, normal has a lot to recommend it.
Recently I came across a story about Paige Epler, a thirteen-year-old at George Mason University who has the distinction of being the youngest person to earn a high school diploma. I am not impugning Ms. Epler's achievement but I do worry about a girl who not only graduates high school at 13 but speed-reads a book in 15 minutes, plays the violin so expertly that she was featured at a luncheon for President Obama, designed and implemented a shark exhibit for the Smithsonian and in all her free time plays "everything from Little League and soccer to karate and flag football, in which she is 'a really good quarterback.'"
Not knowing Paige at all, I can't speak to her mental health or how she's handling all of her success but if history is any guide, the world is not kind to grown-up child prodigies. What can you hope to accomplish at 30 when you set that kind of precedent at 13? As I discovered myself on a much smaller scale, no matter what you do, inevitably people will accuse you of not living up to your potential. Already there are people pointing out that while Epler may be the youngest person to graduate high school she is not the youngest to start college. See? Who does she think she is being all proud of graduating at 13 when March Tian Boedihardjo started University at 9 and Alia Sabur graduated from college at 14?
I'm not saying that people shouldn't be encouraged to maximize all their talents. Achievement is good but it's not everything. Rather, I'd like to see society encouraging people to be happy, to be healthy, to be kind to others. It took me a long time to notice because they are not often acclaimed but the happiest people I know are not those who are the skinniest or the smartest or the highest-paid or even the most talked about. But they are the wisest. Unfortunately normal doesn't sell magazines or up radio show ratings.
What makes you happiest? Anyone else cringe a little when people insist their child will read before Kindergarten or their 5-year-old will practice soccer for ten hours a day? How do you draw the line between "becoming your best self" (thank you Oprah) and just making yourself crazy?