coconut body butter and objects of beauty
recently i've looked like a bear! no seriously, i looked like a bear until only two days ago.
my legs were hairy, my arms were hairy and even my underarms. don't even look there! i was waaaaay lazy at even thinking of shaving but i knew something had to give and that happened when i set eyes on palmer's coconut body butter! i love coconut ice cream and i love anything super sweet and palmer's coconut body butter is so sweet and smells so delicious it's like nothing i've ever smelt before (ok, besides palmer's cocoa body lotion and some random body shop body lotion concoctions). i swear i could literally eat myself alive when i lathered on the body butter on my skin after finally taking a razor and shaving cream and giving my legs and arms and underarms the once over.
you know, there's nothing worse than feeling like a bear! or a forest! i hate the feeling of feeling like an overgrown forest. i have no idea how men put up with it, does it not feel dirty or disgusting or overgrown? i know bears don't know the difference between being dirty, disgusting and overgrown but as a girl, i know the feeling and it freaking sucks. it can ruin your day, your outfit and your self esteem. being hairy is well, unfeminine and messsssy. and i don't don't don't like that, i don't like feeling like a big bush!
feminists may argue with me, and proclaim that i am confined to beauty, that i am subservient to society's wiles of women as objects of beauty. i think in some form or another, women have made themselves objects of beauty and they continue to do so. let's face it, they enjoy it. what girl doesn't like to be pretty or beautiful? what girl doesn't like their boyfriends telling them they're sexy, pretty and wonderful? what girl doesn't like dressing up for themselves (or their boyfriends, should that be the girl's particular object of desire)?
i remember reading an article in a feminist magazine publication awhile back about women being submissive to the desires of society of being hair free. the writer deliberately took steps to leave her legs hairy for a duration for three months or more for the purpose of proving a point that women are still beautiful because they aren't hairless, and that women should be given the choice to be hairy. i think women are given the choice to be hairy, it's just they choose not to be. perhaps they are confined to beauty and subservient to society's view of femininity.
women are programmed to beauty, programmed to want to be beautiful and society plays on that in many ways. women play on that for love, desirability and self satisfaction, the fashion industry profits and business districts (i.e. shopping malls) thrive.
personally, i like to be beautiful like the next girl but does that mean i submit to society, or is just personal choice? or are we just all engineered to want to be beautiful?
my legs were hairy, my arms were hairy and even my underarms. don't even look there! i was waaaaay lazy at even thinking of shaving but i knew something had to give and that happened when i set eyes on palmer's coconut body butter! i love coconut ice cream and i love anything super sweet and palmer's coconut body butter is so sweet and smells so delicious it's like nothing i've ever smelt before (ok, besides palmer's cocoa body lotion and some random body shop body lotion concoctions). i swear i could literally eat myself alive when i lathered on the body butter on my skin after finally taking a razor and shaving cream and giving my legs and arms and underarms the once over.
you know, there's nothing worse than feeling like a bear! or a forest! i hate the feeling of feeling like an overgrown forest. i have no idea how men put up with it, does it not feel dirty or disgusting or overgrown? i know bears don't know the difference between being dirty, disgusting and overgrown but as a girl, i know the feeling and it freaking sucks. it can ruin your day, your outfit and your self esteem. being hairy is well, unfeminine and messsssy. and i don't don't don't like that, i don't like feeling like a big bush!
feminists may argue with me, and proclaim that i am confined to beauty, that i am subservient to society's wiles of women as objects of beauty. i think in some form or another, women have made themselves objects of beauty and they continue to do so. let's face it, they enjoy it. what girl doesn't like to be pretty or beautiful? what girl doesn't like their boyfriends telling them they're sexy, pretty and wonderful? what girl doesn't like dressing up for themselves (or their boyfriends, should that be the girl's particular object of desire)?
i remember reading an article in a feminist magazine publication awhile back about women being submissive to the desires of society of being hair free. the writer deliberately took steps to leave her legs hairy for a duration for three months or more for the purpose of proving a point that women are still beautiful because they aren't hairless, and that women should be given the choice to be hairy. i think women are given the choice to be hairy, it's just they choose not to be. perhaps they are confined to beauty and subservient to society's view of femininity.
women are programmed to beauty, programmed to want to be beautiful and society plays on that in many ways. women play on that for love, desirability and self satisfaction, the fashion industry profits and business districts (i.e. shopping malls) thrive.
personally, i like to be beautiful like the next girl but does that mean i submit to society, or is just personal choice? or are we just all engineered to want to be beautiful?