With the media busy applauding itself for changing their criticism of women’s physiques, it’s easy to overlook the fact that it’s a load of crap. We haven’t advanced. There have been no breakthroughs. Publicly berating a pig…I mean CEO repeatedly in a week really only gives his company free press and heightens the already-annoying superiority complex of his target audience.
Then, normal-sized women (Jessica Simpson-pregnant or not, Christina Aguilera, Miranda Lambert, Kim Kardashian, and Hannah Simone of New Girl to name a few) being dubbed “curvy,” “voluptuous,” or “full-figured” does nothing but prove how ludicrous this whole idea is.
Heroine chic is still in–much to the detriment of our self-esteems and our daughters’ future well being.
Don’t believe me?
That’s right, ladies. Exposed ribs and knobby knees are “svelte” but those of us who fall in the NORMAL BMI range are “curvy” and “brave” for daring to don a two-piece.
I’m considered a thin person by most everyone, but my body would fail the Hollywood standard horribly. My ribs aren’t visible, neither are my obliques. My legs aren’t perfectly toned and are horribly white. My non-pregnant BMI is 22.9–smack dab in the middle of “normal”. If I look in the mirror and groan over my never-flat stomach, what goes through the mind of the women who are above that?
Sure, I know the super-skinnies can’t help how their bodies are either. But the world, the media, society and the tabloids aren’t telling these rib-baring minis that they need to change. Or worse, that they deserve some kind of back-handed compliment or recognition for daring to wear clothes that *gasp* FIT!
Go ahead mass media, pat yourself on the back for noticing H&M’s new “full-figured” model. Go ahead and tell yourself how evolved you are. Go ahead.
I don’t buy it.