As much as I see objectification of women in advertisements, commercials, in the offices of plastic surgery. (No I’ve never seen that) But, they are there. We see it everywhere. And, populations of people adopt a high standard of beauty, as a result. It’s heard in our music, seen on our phones, TV’s, and neighborhood billboards. We “like” it, generally. Think of IG and what the majority of the members look for, what they follow, how they #… I’m guilty.
We put ourselves out there. However we do is our choice. But everything we do, say, like, quote, comment, etc…it’s a complete reflection of ourselves. And here we are, blaming social media….for what? For the exposure….but how? When what we search for and identify with is our sole prerogative.
My point is women are really objectifying themselves…maybe not intentionally. I love looking at the beautiful women in commercials and in advertisements. I love looking at graceful mannequins. I love seeing sexy women confidently strutting everywhere in the streets of Manhattan…but, however we see ourselves goes beyond what we are exposed to. How can I hate a model for making a living? I don’t And, how can I hate myself for not being one? I won’t.
Fashion ad’s enthrall me! I love the beauty, the symmetry, the feeling, the intense attention to detail. Within everything society objectifies, I just enjoy the fantasy that emanates off of a model’s face, or off of the designer gowns in the window’s of Bergdorf’s, out of the pages of Vogue..I love it! My sense of beauty is vague, it’s black, white and grey…it’s genuine. It flickers in my eyes and is felt in my deepest center.
We cannot continue, however, to sit here and blame the media. These advertisements, these commercials, these women…they are beautiful. But, in no way will I allow that to mandatehow I feel about myself. To fall victim to that is too easy. Women have identified the strong influence of our exposure…now let’s broaden our own horizons and discover deep within our own perceptions of beauty.