(or could be, with a little work)
From the step-by-step retouching of a magazine cover photo to Dove's Campaign for Real Beauty, especially this video spotlighting how the media deceives us, it seems like it's a curse to just be normal-looking in our world today.
I have a 16 year-old step-daughter. She is amazing looking. But yes, she gets "spots" (how the Brits refer to pimples), worries about her weight (she has lost a bunch since moving here and does not need to lose anymore), and dyes her hair a lighter blond far too often.
My ex-husband, who was more overweight than I was, used to tell me I had gained too much weight during our five or so years together. I was 5' 7" and 120 pounds when we married. In the first year after graduating from college, which was also the first year of our marriage, I gained 18 pounds! What I would give to be ONLY 138 pounds now. (currently staring down almost 200, and I have not gotten any taller)
I need to lose weight for my health, but I would be happy to drop about 20 pounds and be done with it. I don't care about not being model-thin. My son loves me the way I am. (I never did lose some of that pregnancy weight after having him just under three years ago.) My husband, who is in much better shape than I, and truly a looker, would like me to be healthier, but he still loves me.
Why all this dwelling on my appearance? Well, isn't that what we DO here in America these days? Sorry, I was just trying to fit in.
So, how does this belong in the O.G.'s blog? Educational tie-in, please?
When I look at the girls at my school, and bear in mind that this is a private Christian K-8 where only 8th grade girls may wear modest make-up, I worry for their collective self-image.
Sure, we all went through this stage of being concerned about your appearance and how others perceive you, but these girls don't have any realistic images in the media to look to for guidance. No one on TV or the movies really looks anything like they do on the screen. Add to that the popular music that objectifies women and advocates their mistreatment. Kids affectionately refer to each other as beezies (I'll let you fogeys guess which b-word that is used in place of) and hoes. There is an all-around attitude of disrespect and of one person owning another. It sickens me.
And then go look on MySpace. Girls as young as eleven and twelve are posting pictures of themselves, often edited with photo-editing software, looking all grown-up, puckering for the camera, arm in arm with boys or girls. That's all the perverts need. When I think that some predator might be out there ogling a kid in my third period class, I feel the need to retch.
How do we make it uncool to flaunt whatcha got (or don't got but can edit in)? All the Internet Safety lectures and scary recountings of one teen's dramatic real-life story don't seem to be getting through. "It can't happen to me" as the mantra of the bullet-proof teen is not fading away any time soon.
My step-daughter just went out, dolled up and made up, to go see a movie with her friend at the mall. They are going to sit in a dark room. Who needs a gallon of lip gloss for that? Maybe I am the wrong person to ask, as I have chosen to take a personal stand against make-up myself. Am I just becoming an old fogey on this issue, or are my concerns valid?