Via Starry Eyed.
Warning: A strong opinion may follow…
Last night I watched the VS Fashion Show with my sister. A annual ritual we do together. We love the costumes and the performances…and oh ya let’s not forget the hot bods/perfect hair/perfect everything.
Here’s the thing, I know a lot of females that a) Don’t watch it because they think/know they will hate themselves afterwards b) Don’t let their bf’s/husbands watch it because they think their bf’s/husbands will hate them after they watch it.
When I think about these things, in my personal opinion- I think it is silly. Not to offend anyone, but I think you should be able to watch or not watch what whatever you like…there’s no need to stop someone else from watching because you feel differently about the program then others (obviously unless you are preventing the young ones from harm).
Then I think, why do we have such programs that make people, have the urge to feel bad about themselves..not everyone but some. For entertainment…for money… for who? Don’t get me wrong I adore the show, and watch it religiously every single year. I also do wish (at times) that I had longer legs, more perfect skin, killer abs…who doesn’t. And who are we to say that those “perfect” ladies don’t totally feel insecure about something about themselves…everyone does.
But that doesn’t mean that my bf is gonna dump me just because of the show, and if he did… screw him! If you don’t feel confident in yourself, then you won’t in your life, and then you won’t in your relationship. End of story. A TV program isn’t gonna change that.
So regardless of the VS Show there are tons and tons of programs, music videos, movies, ads etc. that have ridiculously amazing looking people out there. The VS Show is just one more thing.
One more thing that doesn’t make me an expert in self confidence, or body image or anything related for that matter.
So with all the glitz and the glam and those awesome air blown kisses… watching the show sure does make for some darn good entertainment…and make me happy that I sweated it out in my Zumba class beforehand.
Don’t kill me, just trying to be real here.
Thanks for reading!