Those of you who know me, know that my figure is somewhat Oompa Loompaish so it's okay for me to judge. If any of you stick skinny girls thought this way you would have the world's condescension on you. So I say HA to those of who who can't judge. Who knew that back fat and love handles would come in handy?
What am I getting at? This is what I'm getting at: all of the real life, body beautiful, big girls in the media. The feminists are going to send me through the wringer on this one because in my next few sentences I may be destroying years of their work, but here I go.
Why do we go to the movies? Why do we read a good book? Why do we buy certain products? We (and by we I mean I) do these things to escape reality. For 2 hours out of my dreary life I want to be taken to another place where I can be some coquettish little vixen who can woo men with her ample bosom and quick wit. I don't want to be reminded of my shortcomings. If I did, I'd save the $8.00, and the 2000 calories I'm inevitably going to eat in popcorn, stay home and
take my clothes off and go stare at myself in the bathroom mirror. My fantasies never include overweight, slightly obese women with skin problems. That's not who I want to be and that's certainly not who I want to see in the movies or in a book I'm reading.
Yesterday I opened my mailbox to find an advertisement for lotion and on the front was this attractive woman sitting in a position that made her pasty white stomach roll into three waves and hang over her flesh colored panties. Now tell me WHAT about this picture makes me think "heck yeah" I want to buy some lotion that's going to make me look like the Pillsbury dough mama. This company's advertising gimmick had backfired. By trying to feature "real women" they weren't selling me anything but my own misery. I thought to myself, "self, you already look like this woman--pretty face--extra padding" gee I guess I don't need to buy this product that is going to make me look just like myself. It's like selling dehydrated water. No one is going to buy something they already have. I'd rather be given a false sense of reality. Show me Charlize Theron with a beautiful tan and pearly whites and tell me that the product will make me look like her. Give me sexy, give me hot, give me everything I'm not (and by sexy and hot I mean in a completely modest and unraunchy way). Because that's what I want to see when I'm trying to escape.
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5 comments:
the girl in the middle should be slapped. she's blonde and skinny, hello, it defeats the purpose.
I actually find this advertising refreshing. I like to think that I, too, maybe be in someones mailbox with my dimply cottage cheese legs trying to promote soap!
Hillary you make me laugh so hard, but it's all so true. I know exactly how you feel. I love how you can just speak your mind and don't hold back. You say what the rest of us think and feel but don't say. I love it.
LMBO!!!:) Hillary, I am so glad you are my sister. I love, love, love you. I couldn't agree more. I put on a shirt yesterday and imediatly took it off and put on a different one. The first made my love handles pop out, and my belly look like pop-n-dough goodness. Then I had the change the pants I was going to wear, to my big pants. My rolls hug over the top. Forget "real beauty" I want fake goodness!:)
I found this problem when I first saw my soap opera in hd. What the hell? I thought. They all have poor skin and bad hair! Now I watch the non hd channel, it's better when they're beautiful.
hilarious. For the thousandth time. Hilarious. And, you are sooo right. I never DID like watching "Shallow Hal". :-)
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