Jennifer Garner, Single Working Mom

Jennifer Garner may very well be the most grounded mega-wealthy Hollywood celebrity mom. There aren’t many women in Hollywood who attend church religiously. Appear to be hustling their kids to school and activities on a regular basis, not just that one day a month for scheduled photo ops when the nanny gets a rest. And a woman who had to put up with a gambling, drunk, ne’er-do-well husband which is probably relatable to many women not currently living in Brentwood estate homes. 

And still it’s impossible for Garner to ever come off as authentic in her attempts to appear like any other Single Mom, Working Mom, or Overwhelmed Mom. Among the many stereotypes women may indulge lazily on social media for instant tribal applause.

Garner recently joined Instagram and inaugurated her social media life with a post about how exhausted she was the night after camping out with his kids in the backyard:

You’ll never need coffee more than the day after “Yes Day!”

For those not in the know, “Yes Day” is some Westside mommy contrivance from a popular book wherein you give your kids one day a year to make all the rules in the house. You know, because the other 364 days a year they’re suffering with their Playstations, smart phones, and decisions on which signature sneakers to wear. No doubt anybody who camps out with their kids overnight in the yard is tired the next morning. But when you’re beneath a carefully crafted bedouin tent on the manicured grounds of your mansion, nobody is going to feel your pain.

It’s the conundrum of the Hollywood Working Moms desperate to fit in with their struggling female peers in the Trump era of resistance. It turns out, people tend to identify more with other people in their same zip code and income bracket than you do blanket gender, race, or ethnicity. That’s a libelous statement in many quarters, even if entirely true.

Inherently, the plebes don’t want the aristocrats to try to be like them or related to them, let alone pretend to be them. A bit of jealousy sprinkled with aspiration and rote idolization seems to be the appropriate mix for relations between the elites and the people who have to go to work Monday mornings. Nothing good comes of messing with the natural order. Dress up, look amazing, attend charity balls, and wear your I’m With Her pins. You’re going to be okay without high-fives from the bowling moms.

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