Shit! Maybe I was Born During the Wrong Time Period?!

Recently Resolute Rebel posted “Will the Real Men Please Stand Up” which got me to thinking about the other side of this equation. How about Will the Real Ladies Please Love What Their Mommas Gave ‘Em! He’s over there going on and on about being a man in today’s pansy ass world and I’m over here like “I’m fat and need to hit the gym. Wait! You’re getting burritos? Hook a sista up! I’ll take one with extra rice and beans.” and then later I’m like “OH MY GOD! I am such a fatty!” When the hell did it become a crime to have a healthy appetite? Damn! When did it stop being sexy to have some curves? For the love of Mexican food, when did 0 become a size? (I am channeling my inner Brooke Davis there.) Before all of you size 0 women go off please understand I am in no way making fun of, or trashing, women of smaller sizes. I am simply saying maybe we, the female population, should just love ourselves for what we are. We need to stop thinking of skinny as what is sexy. We all have sex appeal. We all have beauty. It takes all shapes, sizes, colors, and ranges of intelligence to make the world go round. There is no shame in that.

 

 

Recently, my almost 12 year old daughter came to me asking about plucking her eyebrows. While I understand her struggle, since I sported my own unibrow at one point, I started to question the lengths women go to to be beautiful, or at least what we think is beautiful. I too am guilty of this shaming process. I wake up every morning and put on my fair share of makeup. I try on 5 different pairs of jeans and a ridiculous amount of shirts before settling on something that is somewhat decent. Half of the time I just give up because I feel like a sausage stuffed into its casing. Now, I am not a huge person; some might even look at me and wonder why I would say such things about myself. That’s part of the point I am trying to make here. Somewhere along the way, I unknowingly started to take on the view of this rather screwed up world. Society has taught me that I need to be a rail with my hip bones sticking out, and I need to have large boobs, perfect skin, perfect teeth, and even more perfect hair. You want to know what I’m not?! Rail thin. Oh, and my hip bones definitely do not stick out. You know what else? I have little boobs, dry skin, a crooked bottom tooth, and hair that is rebellious. How’s that for being the complete opposite of the glamorous divas we see on TV, or in the movies, or on stage singing our favorite songs?! Now, you want to know something that’s actually a little comforting? Minus the rail thin stuff, all of those ladies we strive to be like wake up looking exactly like us. They get up, they cake on their make up (or sit in a chair allowing a makeup artist to turn them into their glamour alter ego), they use hair extensions (or a ton of product to get that perfect look by highly trained professional stylists), and they use bleaching kits to get their chompers nice and white. My point here is that these mind-blowingly gorgeous women are actually a lot like us in their downtime.

 

 

Now, thinking about this weight thing, I’ve started to really wonder when everything changed so drastically. I mean, there was a time when women with curves were the epitome of sex appeal. What the fuck happened? Why did we let society change that? Looking back at some of the most famous Hollywood starlets, you clearly see healthy, curvy women who are sexy as hell! Look at Marilyn Monroe! The woman was the sex icon of her time, and she wasn’t a size 0! In fact, her weight fluctuated throughout her life. You know what else? She didn’t have fake boobs, she had cellulite on her thighs, and her thigh gap was missing. How is that for real?! What about Jane Russell or Jayne Mansfield? Yeah, those bombshells were gorgeous, sexy, and full of curves too. I am seriously starting to think that I was born during the wrong time period!

 

 

So, here’s what I’m thinking: we need to stop this madness! It’s a vicious cycle. I, myself, am tired of looking in the mirror and picking myself apart. What I am even more tired of is how much it pains me to see my daughter following in my footsteps. I am a huge influence in her life and I am shaping her up to be just like me; I don’t want that. She is absolutely perfect just the way she is, even without plucking her eyebrows! I want to teach her to believe in herself and her beauty. I don’t want her to be tied to society’s skewed perception of what beautiful is. I want her to influence her friends in a positive way, to lift them up and make them see their own beauty. Our girls need a healthier way to look at themselves, and I think that starts with us. Let’s teach our daughters the right way to be. Let’s teach them that we can be beautiful without making our eyes pop with liner and mascara, that we don’t need to have some stupid thigh gap, and that we are beautiful in our own way. While we are on the topic of raising kids, why not raise our sons to see past what he sees on TV, in the movies, or in Sports Illustrated? Let’s teach our boys that it is perfectly acceptable to be attracted to a woman that has dimples on her butt! Seriously?! Does it really matter? Are those dimples part of her personality? I think not! Her inner beauty will always outshine what you see on the outside. It’s time to teach our boys what real beauty is.

 

Alright, I think I’ve rambled enough for now, so I am going to leave you with a few pictures of some beautiful women with sexy curves!

 

****Disclaimer – the images used within this post are not mine. I simply found them and used them to make my point.****