I feel kind of icky about something I did the other day. It was actually about 3 weeks ago and I'm still uncomfortable with myself for it. It wasn't anything bad, per se, but still, I did something I can't stand when other people do and it made me not like myself very much.
There is a store nearby that sells artisan jewelry. You can tell it's artisan because some of it is gorgeous, some of it is frightfully ugly, and it's all way overpriced. That being said, Sara and I were perusing the shelves one day a while back and the sales girl was doing her salesperson thing hardcore. Instead of letting us look on our own, she basically followed us around the entire store and told us about the stuff we were looking at. Sometimes that can be a good thing, but when you're really just looking, it can get old fast. Still, she was just doing her job, and she was annoying me.
I'd stopped at one of the cases to look at something and she launched into a spiel about how the designer is "so talented" and had won an Emmy award for costume design by designing jewelry for the Showtime/HBO show, The Tudors. She went on to tell me "She had to design each piece separately. You couldn't just go an get stuff like that, you had to make it individually!"
OK, first off...the history of Tudor England is kind of my jam. It's one of the only historical time frames that I've purposefully researched on my own, without having to do it for a class or anything. I enjoy the whole sordid mess and I'm fairly knowledgeable about it, especially the reign of Henry VIII. Second off, as someone who studied art history, I've done a LOT of looking at portraits of the time, and I've studied them as closely as I can without being able to actually stand near them with my nose pressed against the frames. Third off (thirdly?) I love jewelry. Not just wearing it and making it, but I love knowing about it, especially historical pieces of significance, and the dynastic portraits of the Tudor line have a lot of wonderful, beautiful pieces included. I guess what I'm saying is that I'm quite familiar with what she was talking about.
I don't know why what she said rubbed me the wrong way, and I don't know what possessed me to do it, but I went into smug mode and proceeded to pretentiously tell her that of course each costume piece had to be specifically made, because the real pieces would have been made specifically for the people and blah blah, Holbein, blah blah...smug. She was kind of taken aback, I think. I used my education to be a know it all bitch, and I am really uncomfortable with that! I hate when other people use what they know to try and sound smarter-than-thou, especially when they're talking to someone who would have no reason to know the things they're talking about. The only thing that accomplishes is making them sound like a pretentious ass, and I don't want to be like that.
So, I'm publicly calling myself out for being an art-snobby, know-it-all beastie. I'm sorry the universe had to see me like that!