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The Beauty Myth via [livejournal.com profile] eve_l_incarnata: There's a lot of good stuff in this article, but I also have problems with various points.
The wishful notion that with enough time, money, effort and will-power any woman can and should attempt to look like an extremely tall, young, slender-yet-bosomy, Nordic blonde model of a certain facial bone structure more-or-less summarizes the prevailing beauty myth.
No, there's more to it than that. The beauty myth also says that a woman's personality can be determined by looking at her. And it says that no matter how a woman looks, she isn't to be taken seriously. Beautiful women are bubble brains, and ugly women are offensive non-entities.
A self-confident teen is a rarity in the U.S. Millions of young women suffer from chronic, health-threatening eating disorders. Some try to play the dangerous, often deadly game of becoming thin enough. Others opt out by stuffing their negative feelings with excessive, unhealthy food or deliberately making themselves less attractive. Some try to become invisible or even mutilate themselves in reaction to the idealized mold. No girl remains unaffected. 
There's some truth to this - there are a lot of teens with eating disorders. But somehow this paragraph implies that any young woman who is thin, or who is eating a lot today, or who is wearing loose-fitting clothes, or who isn't standing on the table with a lampshade on her head, or who has a tattoo or piercing is doing this because she lacks self-confidence. It's just another manifestation of "I can tell what's wrong with you just by looking at you - and no matter how you look, I'll find something wrong with you."
Girls with DNA not programmed to fit most of the highly improbable physical characteristics of the beauty myth just give up, often in depression. Even those who come closest to attaining the current "look" tend to magnify or imagine minor "flaws" and are often the least self-satisfied of all.
OK, so we've determined the beauty ideal is ridiculous, and now we're criticizing girls who give up on it? Actually, I agree with the suggestion that many women who come close to fitting the ideal tend to be more unhappy with their appearance than women who never came close to fitting it. If you know you'll never be a tall and willowy, you can get on with other things in your life.

(The rest of the article deals with the healing joys of social nudity in a rather simplistic way and can safely be skipped.)

Date: 28 Aug 2003 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dawnd.livejournal.com
I don't think sexist/looksist/etc. conditioning is always magically left at the door in public nude space though.

No, it certainly does not. Last month I was up at Harbin (clothing extremely optional retreat), and there was a family there with a teenage girl. At one point, I heard her saying she didn't want to go up to the pools, because they were also clothing optional. I thought that she might just be concerned about HER body (many teens are), and suggested that she could wear a suit, but that she'd probably stand out even MORE, since MOST people up at the main pools were not wearing suits. She then went on to explain to the rest of her party that it wasn't a concern about HER body being covered. No, she was squicked by all those people up there "who shouldn't be naked," and went on to enumerate that old people, fat people, and ugly people should know not to be naked in front of others.

And this was a girl from an otherwise ENLIGHTENED family.

I was appalled. I was especially appalled that none of her family saw fit to do any educating on the subject.

Date: 29 Aug 2003 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] papersky.livejournal.com
When I lived in Lancaster I used to swim at a pool that had a changing room with a big space with benches for changing, and a few little cubicles around the wall for shy people to change in. I always changed in the middle -- until after Zorinth was born, and I had these stretch marks. I still have them, but right after he was born they were red and huge curved all over both sides of my stomach and I looked like I'd lost a fight with an eagle. I started changing in the cubicles because it seemed like a public service not to impose them on other people. And I think that's the only time I've felt like that, because I got over it. I don't think I've ever felt that other people should do that, the way you say that girl felt, and thinking about that makes me see how absurd what I felt was.

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