Three and a half billion Brad Pitts

A blog by a blind girl?  How?  Why?  Well, the why is my friends who, when I said “Who would read a blog I wrote?”, answered “I would!”  We’ll see how that turns out.  The how is going to be a little more tricky, so please forgive typos.

I’ve always thought that being legally blind let me notice things that other people don’t–changes in people’s voices, the way the barks of different trees feel.  It’s actually pretty cool.  But there’s one phenomenon that I think I’m going to have to ask for feedback on: strangely, whenever I tell a guy that I can’t see what he looks like, he tells me he bears a striking resemblance to Brad Pitt.  This is not the case with women–I get all sorts of responses from them (interestingly, Jennifer Aniston is a more common response than Angelina Jolie).  I’m a little alarmed at the number of Brad Pitts out there, clogging the Abercrombie stores and adopting the world’s orphans willy nilly.  Please, guys, find someone else to resemble!  Poor Brad’s got to be a little tired of running into himself everywhere, and think how confusing it must be for Angie.

So tell me, my sighted friends:  is the world full of Brad Pitts?  It’s been a while since I could see properly, but I’m pretty sure that was not the case when I was young.