I like pretty girls, beautiful women, sexy ladies, whatever combination of adjectives and nouns you prefer, as much as most guys, maybe even a little more than some. From a progressive viewpoint, I’m a bit of a failure in this regard–I’d like to think that I don’t “objectify”, but the word that springs to mind as a replacement, “appreciate” seems not only facile but, frankly, self-indulgent (at best) and (probably) downright deceptive. To paraphrase President Jimmy Carter, “I have sinned in my heart.” A lot.
So, it should come as no surprise to you that, when I found out one of my newly signed blog followers was actually a bait page for a bunch of advertiser links seeded with sexy pictures of pretty girls in very small bathing suits, I lingered on the page to take in some of the scenery before moving on my way. For research purposes only.
There are some fine looking, if somewhat emaciated, young women on these pages, and I’m not ashamed to say that I objectified every one of them on a purely aesthetic basis, giving no thought to personalities, intelligence, sense of humor, or any of the usual, enlightened criteria for evaluating humans. And then I got to this one, which ruined it all, because–well–who puts themselves in a pose like that? And how on earth am I suppose to find her painful contortions attractive?
With apologies to the model, I don’t think that I’ve ever seen a less sexy “sexy picture” in my life. From the blank, vaguely confused-looking Britney Spears vacancy in her eyes (which must be stony concentration on holding that pose–one her toes, in wet sand no less!) to the oiled skin, the implants, and the raccoon-themed eye make-up. I don’t get it.
I’m actually at the beach right now (like last time, don’t even think of robbery–we’ve got a dog, observant neighbors, and a live-in house-sitter for the week) and, while I’m there, if I see any comely young lassies sunbathing in a pose like the one above I’ll bring back a photo and offer up mea culpas for all.
And, just for the record: what’s with that hair?