Oscuridad
Cunningly Concealed
- Joined
- Oct 28, 2002
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I'm new here (obviously) and thought I'd introduce myself by being dreadfully boring and starting an argument or two.
I'll start by saying that I am an avowed enemy of the advertising, cosmetics and weight-loss industires. I'm none to keen on high-fashion and see no point in the "models" currently be-dotting the covers of periodicals everywhere.
The reason is this. I think theyre all full of it. I think they lead people to want things or admire things they would not normally have wanted or admired. Why? Beacuse that is where they make thier money (follow the money).
I think they harm women by creating a intentionally daunting "goal" to attain, and then slide their product out from behind their backs and before our noses saying "but this will get you there". They make you feel like crap so they can sell you something to make you feel better. And then 30 seconds later, they do it again.
It would be less bad if this were something one could just brush off (I know a few who can) but for others the condidtioning of self-perceived imperfection is so deeply rooted in the acceptance of their peers and even parents - dating back to their birth - that there is small hope of ever getting fully past it.
Men I think get coralled by a sort of "not wanting to be left out" of whatever look, woman, etc. is now popular. So they all say to each other "_ is so hot!" regardless of whether they think so or not. It's the sort of place seeking hierarchical behavior that also will set goals for coolest car, job, or what have you. For those of us not blessed with all the money it takes to win these pointlessly superficial battles, it just becomes a game of "I wanna be like Mike" only far more evil.
Sure, some DO think model "x" is hot. However I think that even they do not have so narrow or restricted an idea of what is beautiful. So even the retort i've heard a million times "it's what men want" rings so very hollow regardless of who says it. No, its what men have been told to want. Even when it is, its not the only end-all and be-all. For meit's not at all.
I come finally to my personal view and my point.
Beauty IS in the eye of the beholder. It is that quality that quickens the pulse and brings a hot feeling to the face which can be anything... Visual, aural, textual... You name it. It can be they way they held you that time when you needed it most. Or the way they called you an absolute moron when you thought you were at the top of your intellectual game.
What engages one human to desire another cannot be and should not be dictated as it has been for as log as anyone can remember. We all need to be free to love and be loved without being mocked, or to have to feel someow inadequate in ourselves. We should be free to reach out, unshackled bu self-doubt. Then whatever happens happens, that's life.
For my part I cannot abide any woman who is intentionally thin. I think it's sick in a world with so much suffering from hunger to play a rich Man's game of who is thinnest and prettiest. Besides, it is NO fun to cuddle a stick (unabashed personal opinion).
Makeup, fancy or provocative clothes I can take it or leave it. Of all the people I have adored, they have always been able to be just as alluring to me in a shapeless mass of bulky clothes as in anyting else (here's a hint... sexy is in the eyes before it's anywhere else). Dress to please yourself. If pleasing yourself means pleasing your partner, fine. So be it.
What attracts my attention, what will always attract my attention is a stark individuality. Not blue hair and spikes sort of canned individuality, but a look of comfort in one's own skin. Confidence. Which is why these things I mentioned way back at the beginning are my foes. They destroy that precious confidence. That self-worth that makes a goddess of every woman and a god of every man... At least in the eyes of those that would cherish them, if in no other place.
I will now stop ranting and duck behind this modest pile of cinderblocks.
I'll start by saying that I am an avowed enemy of the advertising, cosmetics and weight-loss industires. I'm none to keen on high-fashion and see no point in the "models" currently be-dotting the covers of periodicals everywhere.
The reason is this. I think theyre all full of it. I think they lead people to want things or admire things they would not normally have wanted or admired. Why? Beacuse that is where they make thier money (follow the money).
I think they harm women by creating a intentionally daunting "goal" to attain, and then slide their product out from behind their backs and before our noses saying "but this will get you there". They make you feel like crap so they can sell you something to make you feel better. And then 30 seconds later, they do it again.
It would be less bad if this were something one could just brush off (I know a few who can) but for others the condidtioning of self-perceived imperfection is so deeply rooted in the acceptance of their peers and even parents - dating back to their birth - that there is small hope of ever getting fully past it.
Men I think get coralled by a sort of "not wanting to be left out" of whatever look, woman, etc. is now popular. So they all say to each other "_ is so hot!" regardless of whether they think so or not. It's the sort of place seeking hierarchical behavior that also will set goals for coolest car, job, or what have you. For those of us not blessed with all the money it takes to win these pointlessly superficial battles, it just becomes a game of "I wanna be like Mike" only far more evil.
Sure, some DO think model "x" is hot. However I think that even they do not have so narrow or restricted an idea of what is beautiful. So even the retort i've heard a million times "it's what men want" rings so very hollow regardless of who says it. No, its what men have been told to want. Even when it is, its not the only end-all and be-all. For meit's not at all.
I come finally to my personal view and my point.
Beauty IS in the eye of the beholder. It is that quality that quickens the pulse and brings a hot feeling to the face which can be anything... Visual, aural, textual... You name it. It can be they way they held you that time when you needed it most. Or the way they called you an absolute moron when you thought you were at the top of your intellectual game.
What engages one human to desire another cannot be and should not be dictated as it has been for as log as anyone can remember. We all need to be free to love and be loved without being mocked, or to have to feel someow inadequate in ourselves. We should be free to reach out, unshackled bu self-doubt. Then whatever happens happens, that's life.
For my part I cannot abide any woman who is intentionally thin. I think it's sick in a world with so much suffering from hunger to play a rich Man's game of who is thinnest and prettiest. Besides, it is NO fun to cuddle a stick (unabashed personal opinion).
Makeup, fancy or provocative clothes I can take it or leave it. Of all the people I have adored, they have always been able to be just as alluring to me in a shapeless mass of bulky clothes as in anyting else (here's a hint... sexy is in the eyes before it's anywhere else). Dress to please yourself. If pleasing yourself means pleasing your partner, fine. So be it.
What attracts my attention, what will always attract my attention is a stark individuality. Not blue hair and spikes sort of canned individuality, but a look of comfort in one's own skin. Confidence. Which is why these things I mentioned way back at the beginning are my foes. They destroy that precious confidence. That self-worth that makes a goddess of every woman and a god of every man... At least in the eyes of those that would cherish them, if in no other place.
I will now stop ranting and duck behind this modest pile of cinderblocks.