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Hungry like the Wolf.

So for the past month I have been completely obsessed with the Oscars.  Yes....STILL!   I just can't seem to get enough of the winners, the dresses and my favorite host of all time - Ellen Degeneres.

For weeks after the grand event, I posted pictures and videos on Facebook, hoping to re-live every moment like I was actually there.......hiding inside Pharrell's giant Mountie hat.  Go Canada! 

I posted pics of a wickedly-talented Adele Dazeem singing "Let it Go", a sexy shot of  Jared Leto and his gorgeous long locks (how he has better hair than me is just beyond), and of course Ellen's famous "selfie" that shut down social media for hours.

This year, I was 100% committed to watching all of the movies that were nominated for best film.

Last weekend I watched The Wolf of Wall Street.  A movie based on the true story of Jordan Belfort, a New York stock-broker who rose to fame and wealth in the late 1980's.

This high-intense and super sexy film revolving around money and drugs, had me so mesmerized that when my sister called half-way through the movie, I felt like I was actually talking to her while on quaaludes.

Even though I loved every single minute of this over-the-top 3 hour film.......I was also kind of repulsed by it. I couldn't figure out what it was about this film that bothered me so much. It definitely wasn't Leonardo DiCaprio, who plays Belfort in the movie.  That man is so sweet on the eyes it's ridiculous.  

And then ......it hit me.  

I finally realized why the film was making my stomach go into knots.

For a person like me who spends her life trying to live each day with honesty, decency and respect.....I felt a great deal of turmoil watching a man make millions through temptation, deceit and greed.  Jordan Belfort was so hypnotized by money and power that nothing could stop him.  And nothing was good enough for him. 

His way of life went against absolutely everything I stood for. 

He was a man that had his cake, and wanted to eat it too.

At his wealthiest, Belfort was earning $49 million a year and living in the lap of luxury.  While under the influence of his drug of choice, quaaludes,  he crashed his Ferrari, his helicopter and sank his yacht. Cheating on his first wife and then second, was just par for the course. 

Belfort thought he was living the dream.

But........as with any good dream....we wake up.... don't we?  And, all good things must come to an end.  Belfort's reckless behavior and cheating couldn't be hidden for much longer.  It was just a matter of time before his whole world crashed and burned.....kind of like his helicopter!
 


"The Wolf" lost everything. 

In 2003, he was sentenced to 4 years in prison and personally fined $110 million dollars. 

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After the movie ended, I sat in silence thinking about my own life.  Grateful for what I had and grateful that I was never tempted to cheat, and never tempted by greed.

But.....I'm not so sure everyone can say the same.  I bet you that there is someone out there right now who is cheating the system....and running away from the law. 

Well.....you can't run forever.  Eventually the wolf must stop to eat again.

On that note.....I hear that prison serves a delicious cake.

;)

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  1. What goes around comes around. It is funny how people seem to get what they deserve in the end.

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