Listen up, girls! If you’re shorter than 5’5″, have ever had one spot of acne in your life, and/or look like you eat food on a regular basis, then guess what, you’re ugly! At least that’s what we- the American media- want you to think.
I just read a news story about the 18-year old Filipino singer, Charice, getting botox and other “cosmetic procedures” done in order to “look less round-faced” for her up and coming appearance on the American television show, Glee. WTF? She’s 18 years old, people! Why on earth would an 18-year old feel the need to get appearance-altering procedures before singing on the tele? Oh, maybe because of magazines like this:
The aforementioned example with Charice is not the only shining illustration of what’s wrong with the American body image. Just this morning as I was flipping through the channels, I saw a music video for Katy Perry’s song, “California Girls.” Every single female in that video looks pretty much same: perfect body (aka re-touching), perfect skin (or should I say makeup?), “perfect” everything.
Click here to watch Katy Perry shoot whipped cream from her tits!
Of course, throughout the years there’s been somewhat of a public outcry against such a limited representation of real American females. I present to you, the few and far between “fatties” of the American media world!
Excuse me, but in some parts of this country, ^these^ women would be on the skinny end of the spectrum.
The most sickening thing of all is how deeply the media affects our own personal standards of beauty. Much of it is subliminal, and I don’t think it’s anywhere near outlandish of me to say that we’re all a little brainwashed. Even I, a fairly typical-looking girl (if I do say so myself…and I do), have been prey to such soul-sucking carnivores. We all have doubts when it comes to how we look, but the amount of exposure we get to such unrealistic standards is simply a recipe for disaster.
You have to break yourself off from the ridiculousness all around you and wake up a little in order to realize that how we look means almost nothing in the grand scheme of things. Appearance is a fanciful thing; one we all indulge in at least occasionally, and that’s absolutely fine- that is, until it gets deep within you and starts messing with your self-worth and self-confidence. If somebody judges you for your appearance alone, then they aren’t worth your or anyone else’s time. And if there’s no one out there who values deeper things, then this world is in a whole lotta trouble and we got bigger fish to fry than what shade of lipstick best compliments your skin tone.
On that note, I’m going to go eat a cookie.
Peace!
