Miranda and Me
The start of my YouTube craze began with a simple, humorous video of Miranda Sings. Miranda, a bizarre, comically talentless and narcissistic internet character created by Colleen Ballinger, sings popular songs with a peculiar accent and excessive use of vibrato, performing various satirical parodies of musical artists. Resembling a child who inappropriately applied her mother’s make-up, Miranda lavishly smears her face with superfluous lipstick and wears purple cat sweaters and a pair of tight, bright red sweat pants with bold white text that reads “Haters back off.”
My first encounter with this hideous character occurred at a small get together at a friend’s house in the middle of January. “Guys, I need to show you something. …show more content…
Likewise, adolescence encompasses both characteristics of age, serving as a transition between these two stages. However, Miranda’s duality of age is much more exaggerated. Miranda was a character created and portrayed by Colleen Ballinger and represented the childish side of Colleen’s personality. Miranda was not a transition between the two stages, but an intersection. Consequently, her dual vibrant and puerile persona interested me, pandering to my desire for permanence and childhood, yet I was …show more content…
It was hilarious.” “No, I didn’t. I stopped watching her videos a while ago. I don’t remember why I thought it was so funny,” she replied. “Oh, okay.” I responded. I left the room and reached into my pocket to pull out my iPhone. I stared at the blank screen and sighed. I sat in the couch looking into the reflection of the glass. I was an adolescent, a fourteen-year-old beginning my voyage into adulthood; my skin was dotted with pimples and a pubescent mustache began to surface on my lips. I was gripping what remained of my youth. I don’t think I’m going to let go just yet, I thought. I clutched the phone tighter and proceeded to watch the weekly Miranda Sings video. As I continue watching her videos, I began to fall into a trance regressing to a nostalgia of youth, happiness, and a blissful past. I stared into the screen, smiling and
The start of my YouTube craze began with a simple, humorous video of Miranda Sings. Miranda, a bizarre, comically talentless and narcissistic internet character created by Colleen Ballinger, sings popular songs with a peculiar accent and excessive use of vibrato, performing various satirical parodies of musical artists. Resembling a child who inappropriately applied her mother’s make-up, Miranda lavishly smears her face with superfluous lipstick and wears purple cat sweaters and a pair of tight, bright red sweat pants with bold white text that reads “Haters back off.”
My first encounter with this hideous character occurred at a small get together at a friend’s house in the middle of January. “Guys, I need to show you something. …show more content…
Likewise, adolescence encompasses both characteristics of age, serving as a transition between these two stages. However, Miranda’s duality of age is much more exaggerated. Miranda was a character created and portrayed by Colleen Ballinger and represented the childish side of Colleen’s personality. Miranda was not a transition between the two stages, but an intersection. Consequently, her dual vibrant and puerile persona interested me, pandering to my desire for permanence and childhood, yet I was …show more content…
It was hilarious.” “No, I didn’t. I stopped watching her videos a while ago. I don’t remember why I thought it was so funny,” she replied. “Oh, okay.” I responded. I left the room and reached into my pocket to pull out my iPhone. I stared at the blank screen and sighed. I sat in the couch looking into the reflection of the glass. I was an adolescent, a fourteen-year-old beginning my voyage into adulthood; my skin was dotted with pimples and a pubescent mustache began to surface on my lips. I was gripping what remained of my youth. I don’t think I’m going to let go just yet, I thought. I clutched the phone tighter and proceeded to watch the weekly Miranda Sings video. As I continue watching her videos, I began to fall into a trance regressing to a nostalgia of youth, happiness, and a blissful past. I stared into the screen, smiling and