Flipping through the glossy pages of a high-trend magazine, designed to make you realize YOU need to be 'photo-shopped' , the lust you never knew you had comes rushing out of no where. Welcome to the ultimate devotion to women-kind with a twist.
Everyone, well the majority of us, have had a nightmare picking out that perfect dress, not too short - not too tight, for the one evening where you need to be fabulous! Trust me, I have been on a literal 'hunting trip' for such occasions where, scavenging through the distances with limited options, all I can think of is 'where will that fat peek out from' in the next dress I try on? Its a nightmare, and I am the one 'on the edge' with expectations to look acceptable as per my standards of-course, influenced highly by the 'overpriced color print of the glossy magazine'.
The stories of the chariot of lights and the air of gasps at the sight of the 'glitter adorned' figure are what defines the physical attributes for a young girl. Its like a sarcastic way a society warns for the looming 'lifelong stares'. But I feel its unfair. The skinny models who portray the 'best of women kind' physically, somehow are just a 'leashed' social body type, under constant need to perform. Is it fair that the physical aspect is judged by the latest model on the cover pages of 'Vogue' just because a hand full of so called 'preservators of the institution of Fashion' believe so?
The constant, unnecessary need to be the 'size zero Kareena' follower has deferred many women the pleasure of 'loving ones body' the way it should be. The low esteem is nothing but the reflection of the societies need to be 'standardized', just like everything else. Rest all can be and at some places should be treated as 'ignorable' commodity.
All this shows the actual 'no-spine' structure of our mind as a society, which works majorly as followers rather than decisions makers. While trying to decipher the plumbing source of this working drainage, the society shows us, that even though we say 'we are a world of free-thinkers', its a illusion, new plumbing on top of old. This is where we still worship the leader, take in the world wat it gives you without a fight, make dresses which can only be modeled on a certain body type, or give glossy pages full of highly 'content edited' photographs to ask you to do more.
All we need to think is that are we moving ahead or stagnant wearing 'glasses of social acceptance'. Ponder away......
Everyone, well the majority of us, have had a nightmare picking out that perfect dress, not too short - not too tight, for the one evening where you need to be fabulous! Trust me, I have been on a literal 'hunting trip' for such occasions where, scavenging through the distances with limited options, all I can think of is 'where will that fat peek out from' in the next dress I try on? Its a nightmare, and I am the one 'on the edge' with expectations to look acceptable as per my standards of-course, influenced highly by the 'overpriced color print of the glossy magazine'.
The stories of the chariot of lights and the air of gasps at the sight of the 'glitter adorned' figure are what defines the physical attributes for a young girl. Its like a sarcastic way a society warns for the looming 'lifelong stares'. But I feel its unfair. The skinny models who portray the 'best of women kind' physically, somehow are just a 'leashed' social body type, under constant need to perform. Is it fair that the physical aspect is judged by the latest model on the cover pages of 'Vogue' just because a hand full of so called 'preservators of the institution of Fashion' believe so?
The constant, unnecessary need to be the 'size zero Kareena' follower has deferred many women the pleasure of 'loving ones body' the way it should be. The low esteem is nothing but the reflection of the societies need to be 'standardized', just like everything else. Rest all can be and at some places should be treated as 'ignorable' commodity.
All this shows the actual 'no-spine' structure of our mind as a society, which works majorly as followers rather than decisions makers. While trying to decipher the plumbing source of this working drainage, the society shows us, that even though we say 'we are a world of free-thinkers', its a illusion, new plumbing on top of old. This is where we still worship the leader, take in the world wat it gives you without a fight, make dresses which can only be modeled on a certain body type, or give glossy pages full of highly 'content edited' photographs to ask you to do more.
All we need to think is that are we moving ahead or stagnant wearing 'glasses of social acceptance'. Ponder away......
