So here goes nothing. . . my first blog post.
Okay, so I'll be the first to admit that I watch (and enjoy) reality television. The Real Housewives, Keeping Up With the Kardashians, The Jersey Shore, you name it, I TiVo it. The other day, while flipping aimlessly from channel to channel, instead of studying of course, I came across a commercial for a new reality show on the E! Network, Bridalplasty. Disgusting. To spare you the pain of searching for a clip on YouTube, I'll give you an overview. A bunch of fame-seeking, bimbo idiots compete to have their plastic surgery bill paid for in time for their wedding. Was that too harsh?
I couldn't believe what I was seeing! Is this really what we, as media consumers, see as worthy of our time? Watching people focus on their outside appearance and overlooking the fact that they are about to make the biggest commitment of their life? People today focus so much on the outside appearances of weddings and forget what it is really all about: marriage. A wedding is one day, marriage is forever, at least I thought it was. Maybe if people spent more time on the inside, preparing for what will be the rest of their life instead of getting a nip here and a tuck there, the divorce rate would not be so astronomically high in this country.
What are we teaching younger generations? If you have the perfect nose and the nicest boobs your marriage will be successful? If that is the case I think it's time to stop acting surprised when the latest divorce statistics come out. Sure there has to be some physical attraction, but if there is nothing worth loving on the inside now, it's not going to be there five, ten years from now when the mortgage payment is late and your kids need braces.
Why can't we just love ourselves for who we are, even if that includes a muffin-top and cellulite? We need to start loving the imperfections that make us different and stop focusing on attaining that modelesque figure. Even Heidi Klum gets a little airbrush here and there. It's that crooked nose, the scar on your right cheek and those stretch marks that make you beautiful. It isn't easy to accept, but it's necessary if we're ever going to live in a world where love isn't determined by what is on the outside.
LET"S START A REVOLUTION! Just kidding, I'm not that worked up about it (I mean kind of). Just thought I'd throw it out into cyperspace instead of ranting about it to my roommate. It takes baby steps.
Peace & Love,
Kate
