Baz Luhrmann

Everybody's Free To Wear Sunscreen


play Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97
play Wear sunscreen.
play If I could offer you only one tip for the future
play Sunscreen would be it

play The long term benefits of sunscreen
play Have been proved by scientists
play Whereas the rest of my advice has no basis
play More reliable than my own meandering experience
play I will dispense this advice now.

play Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth
play Oh nevermind
play You will not understand
play The power and beauty of your youth
play Until they have faded.
play But trust me, in 20 years
play You’ll look back at photos of yourself
play And recall in a way you can’t grasp now
play How much possibility lay before you
play And how fabulous you really looked.
play You’re not as fat as you imagine.

play Don’t worry about the future
play Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective
play As trying to solve an algebra equation
play By chewing bubblegum.
play The real troubles in your life
play Are apt to be things that never crossed
play Your worried mind;
play The kind that blindside you
play At 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

    Do one thing everyday that scares you

    Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts
    Don’t put up with people
    Who are reckless with yours


    Don’t waste your time on jealousy;
    sometimes you’re ahead,
    sometimes you’re behind
    the race is long, and in the end,
    it’s only with yourself.

    Remember the compliments you receive,
    Forget the insults;
    If you succeed in doing this, tell me how

    Keep your old love letters,
    Throw away your old bank statements


    Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know
    What you want to do with your life
    The most interesting people I know
    Didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do
    With their lives,
    Some of the most interesting 40 year olds
    I know still don’t

    Get plenty of calcium.
    Be kind to your knees,
    you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

    Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t,
    Maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t
    Maybe you’ll divorce at 40,
    Maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken
    On your 75th wedding anniversary
    What ever you do,
    Don’t congratulate yourself too much
    Or berate yourself either
    Your choices are half chance,
    So are everybody else’s.
    Enjoy your body, use it every way you can
    Don’t be afraid of it,
    Or what other people think of it,
    It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own

    Even if you have nowhere to do it
    But in your own living room

    Read the directions,
    Even if you don’t follow them.

    Do NOT read beauty magazines,
    They will only make you feel ugly

    Get to know your parents,
    You never know when they’ll be gone for good

    Be nice to your siblings;
    They are the best link to your past
    And the people most likely
    To stick with you in the future

    Understand that friends come and go,
    But for the precious few you should hold on
    Work hard to bridge the gaps
    In geography in lifestyle
    Because the older you get,
    The more you need the people
    You knew when you were young

    Live in New York City once,
    But leave before it makes you hard;
    Live in Northern California once,
    But leave before it makes you soft.


    Accept certain inalienable truths,
    Prices will rise,
    Politicians will philander,
    You too will get old,
    And when you do you’ll fantasize
    That when you were young prices were reasonable
    Politicians were noble
    And children respected their elders.

    Respect your elders.

    Don’t expect anyone else to support you
    Maybe you have a trust fund
    maybe you have a wealthy spouse
    But you never know
    When either one might run out

    Don’t mess too much with your hair,
    Or by the time you're 40, it will look 85

    Be careful whose advice you buy,
    But, be patient with those who supply it.
    Advice is a form of nostalgia,
    Dispensing it is a way of fishing
    The past from the disposal,
    Wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts
    And recycling it for more than it’s worth.

    But trust me on the sunscreen

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