Bodies or Brains?

Pink, FHM, defining some terms.

Ok, lets face it, women are sex objects, unless we are seriously unattractive facially and wearing a tent it's appearance that comes first.

So, beauty is only skin deep? Well yeah, but that's not the point. It's what is seen and what is noticed and no matter what people say, they judge on appearance. I know I do. But it's when after the initial judgment there is no chance for a second hearing.

Actually, no, I don't give a shit, but what annoys me is women in the media. Any woman in public view has to be attractive. Name a woman presenting a TV show or whatever who no one would find attractive. The only women I think are excluded from having to be photogenic are politicians and even then we had 'Blairs Babes'.

I have recently become increasingly frustrated and annoyed by the presence of semi-clad females everywhere I turn. That includes posters, so occasionally I do turn around and am presented with a pair of partially covered breasts. It gets on my tits. Why are womens bodies used in advertising? OK so it's more of a sex theme and sex sells but I just wish people would get over it. It's just tacky.

In my opinion....

What is a woman?

Ms, Miss, Mrs. Ms, Miss, Mrs.
Mrs as the married, other half of a man who is probably shagging around. Or at least gets a glazed expression when presented with semi-clad females. Mrs, as mature and steady who has a grip on life. Mrs is experienced, and weathered.
Miss as not particularly mature or steady, riding life more where it takes her (even if not physically but more of a mental journey).
Ms as the combination of Miss and Mrs not claiming to be either, it's not your fucking business. Ms can be girl or woman, or young woman. Ms can be anything, and fuck you too.

In the sense of being a woman a girl or a lady. A girl is prewoman, you cannot be a girl and a woman. A girl is not fully developed, mentally or physically. A girl is preteen. A girl does not know where she is coming from or where she is headed. She does not have experience.
A lady is not a girl either, she has passed girlhood and entered the world of restriction. A lady has to live to the rule book of being a lady. Ladies and Gentlemen. Gentlemen with their hands on ladies backs to guide where they walk. Gentlemens coats draped over ladies shoulders to ward off the early evening chill. An outdated view of a lady but it's the general idea. Elegant in a fragile and dependant on men way.
I would immediately define a woman as a female who is past 11 years old and has started menstruation.
Any female over the age of 14 is a young woman.
We're in the weird years, adolescence.
But as an adolescent I claim to be a young woman.
I don't like being referred to as a girl.
A girl is young and silly. Take it as me trying top be grown up (I'm not). Anyone who I do not know and does not know me, who calls me,
Girl
Love
Darling
Dear (old ladies are exempt)
And various others loses any respect that I could have had for them.
Girl, so I'm young, but that's not everything, for some reason for me girl is a derogative term.
Love, you don't know me, you don't love me.


Girl means pink, those pretty little adverts, with sickening songs and girls giggling and a pink background.

pink Reclaim pink... ignored in childhood for the girlishness, reclaim it as a young woman who obviously is not a girl and therefore can use pink to her advantage, not have pink using her. Pink as a girl means, Barbie. Barbie, means pink. The adverts, the clothes, the life. Pink when I was young translated as Barbie, I owned a barbie. I owned a Cindy. Cindy was not always blonde, therefore she got my respect. Sort of. Barbie and Ken, the little plastic couple. Barbie rode a horse sometimes, but mainly just wore clothes and looked pretty in a fake pink sort of way.

Basically Barbie would pose for FHM.

The overriding feeling I have about women and Miss World or FHM (I'll only talk about FHM, I don't buy the others ever) is that it is tacky.
The whole not wearing many clothes, looked over by some male resulting in either 'I'd give her one', or the alternative of dissection.
I've seen the end of year FHM thing, I've been through it with a (male) friend. We ripped them apart.
Jennifer Lopez... Lying in front of you with come to bed eyes, not wearing much clothing. Who would complain?
My friend for one.
Cerys Matthews, what was she doing?
But then with Cerys, if you're going to pose for FHM, you might as well do it properly. And she did. PVC stuff and so you look at her body and later realise she pointing a gun at you.
But then it's not, because it's not about facial expressions is it? You might as well be anyone, so long as someone wants to wank over you, and who cares if you've got a brain.

Music videos are another example. Mariah Carey posing wearing those trousers and that vest, it doesn't matter that she's looking down on you and in theory the one in control, its all completely irrelevant. She's the same as every other semi-clad female in music videos. I can't stand Breathe and stop, by Q tip. or whoever. Have you seen it?

Miss World.
Note… Miss.
No, she's not sexually active, course she's not married, average age of contestants is about 20.
Hosts Ulrika and Mel Sykes.
Felt sorry for them really. Ul looked frumpy, Mel came over as fat. Think about it, Mel and Ul are not people who everyone would go eurgh at. But if you're going to present Miss World you're going to be compared. Every female that night was on a pedestal to be knocked off.
And what is the shit about whatever Miss World does? She got there on looks, she's a sex object, so some of them had degrees (Russian and chemistry and stuff) but that isn't the point. Fair enough if Miss World is selected on not only looks or 30 seconds conversation but, looks (not the swimwear rolling round on the beach bit) and intelligence (like IQ) and ability to manage a room full of people she doesn't know (networking) and ability to hold a witty conversation. None of this, 'I'd just like to say hello to all my friends at home and my mum…' giggle giggle, and being able to walk while nervous in some dress thing and high heels.

Miss World and the majority of women in public view are Bodies not Brains. I'll leave you with an example, Kelly Brooks. I mean hello? She cant hold a conversation with anyone who rings into Select (on MTV) without giggling, fluffing it or just making a tit out of herself. Why is she there? They're 36DD or something and she is actually quite pretty. But I could do that job better than she could, a pot plant probably could too.

It just pisses me off. I think I have a right to be pissed off. I just find it all slightly degrading. Which I really am sorry about, I'm sorry I've got an opinion. If I ever lose weight and become famous (has to be that order, how many gorgeous famous fat women are there?) you would never ever catch me with anything less than a anorak and waterproof trousers on in FHM.

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