Sunday, September 4, 2011

Ranting . .

Warning: Negative Nancy is writing this entry because she is mad as hell and she is not going to take it anymore. All women should be mad as hell. American should be mad too! Heck, every warm blooded living creature should be raising their fists in the air and shouting “enough”!

First, while standing in line at the checkout yesterday I couldn’t help but notice that Kim Kardashian’s honeymoon was plastered all over the weekly rag-mags. I picked one up and looked through it. Who does this? Who sells the rights to their most private moments? What type of mom makes a career of manufacturing her children? Who the hell is watching this stuff and asking for more? Enough – Enough – Enough. Please stop, because some day historians are going to look back knowing that we had the technology advancements to change the world for the better but we wasted them on lack luster, talent barren, sex tape making g celebrities.

Now on to my next rant. Really, a medical treatment to grow eyelashes – is that the next level of insecurity marketing moguls are burdening women with today? Please don’t get me wrong, if I didn’t have eyelashes it would trouble me, but this commercial is specifically made for older women who are discovering that their lashes are not as long or full as they once were. Then the commercial goes on to list the incredibly horrible possible side effects. . but at least they promise you will have lashes so long your glasses will smudge with mascara.

Look at the history of beauty for women over the last century: corsets, hoop skirts, hair treatments, make-up, plastic surgery, Botox and now longer, fuller lashes? Every few years there is another advancement to remind us that we should strive to live a long life but good golly don’t let anyone think you might be aging.

Women, stop allowing this belittlement to be assigned to aging. Stop buying into the racket. Every single day I have to counter a negative thought about my hair, body, or skin with a positive ‘but at least I still have my “whatever” thought. It isn’t easy to age. I know. I certainly spend enough on hair, make-up, and other things to ensure I meet the minimal accepted social requirements for a woman edging out of her forties. It does make me feel better about myself but I certainly don’t need anything else to strive for because my schedule is full.

Assignment: Put the magazine down and walk away.

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