Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts

1.07.2012

something to think about

This article has been going around facebook and I just finally took a couple of minutes to actually read it.

http://www.ncregister.com/blog/the-death-of-pretty (the direct link)

The Death Of Pretty

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This post is intended as a lament of sorts, a lament for something in the culture that is dying and may never been seen again.

Pretty, pretty is dying.

People will define pretty differently. For the purposes of this piece, I define pretty as a mutually enriching balanced combination of beauty and projected innocence.

Once upon a time, women wanted to project an innocence. I am not idealizing another age and I have no illusions about the virtues of our grandparents, concupiscence being what it is. But some things were different in the back then. First and foremost, many beautiful women, whatever the state of their souls, still wished to project a public innocence and virtue. And that combination of beauty and innocence is what I define as pretty.

By nature, generally when men see this combination in women it brings out their better qualities, their best in fact. That special combination of beauty and innocence, the pretty inspires men to protect and defend it.

Young women today do not seem to aspire to pretty, they prefer to be regarded as hot. Hotness is something altogether different. When women want to be hot instead of pretty, they must view themselves in a certain way and consequently men view them differently as well.

As I said, pretty inspires men’s nobler instincts to protect and defend. Pretty is cherished. Hotness, on the other hand, is a commodity. Its value is temporary and must be used. It is a consumable.

Nowhere is this pretty deficit more obvious than in our “stars,” the people we elevate as the “ideal.” The stars of the fifties surely suffered from the same sin as do stars of today. Stars of the fifties weren’t ideal but they pursued a public ideal different from today.

The merits of hotness over pretty is easy enough to understand, they made an entire musical about it. Who can forget how pretty Olivia Newton John was at the beginning of Grease. Beautiful and innocent. But her desire to be desired leads her to throw away all that is valuable in herself in the vain hopes of getting the attention of a boy. In the process, she destroys her innocence and thus destroys the pretty. What we are left with is hotness.

Hotness is a consumable. A consumable that consumes as it is consumed but brings no warmth.

Most girls don’t want to be pretty anymore even if they understand what it is. It is ironic that 40 years of women’s liberation has succeeded only in turning women into a commodity. Something to be used up and thrown out.

Of course men play a role in this as well, but women should know better and they once did. Once upon a time you would hear girls talk about kind of women men date and the kind they marry. You don’t hear things like that anymore.

But here is the real truth. Most men prefer pretty over hot. Even back in 6th grade I hated the “hot” Olivia Newton John and felt sorry for her that she had to debase herself in such a way. Still do.

Our problem is that society doesn’t value innocence anymore, real or imagined. Nobody aspires to innocence anymore. Nobody wants to be thought of as innocent, the good girl. They want to be hot, not pretty.

I still hope that pretty comes back, although I think it not likely any time soon. For every Taylor Swift, there are a hundred Megan Foxs, or Lindsay Lohans, or Miley Cyruses etc.

Girls, please, bring back the pretty.


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This really, really made me think. Unfortunately, it made me think about myself more than anything. I am married now, and am not trying to get the attention of other men, but I still wonder and asked myself what my subconscious self wants to look like. Pretty or Hot? If I am honest, I think that a lot of times I do want to look "hot", so to speak. I'm embarrassed now that it's brought to my conscious mind. Lets be honest, a lot of the fashions that are popular, even among my circle of peers are geared toward looking "hot" and "sexy". Seriously, think about it. Stiletto's, the jeans with the diamond butt pockets, the tight clothes. Even the jewelry, I think. I'm not saying that you are an evil person if you have those. I even like the look (well....maybe not the Stiletto's. Probably because I can't walk in them). In fact, I have a pair of black boots that we affectionately refer to as my "sexy boots". When my 5 year old started repeating the phrase (luckily she misunderstood it and called them "sassy" boots), it caught my attention. So now when she's around, we say "sassy" boots. Ugh!

Anyway, I thought it was a really interesting article. I think that it goes beyond the outward appearance though. The real question is why do we want to look this way or want to be sexy or hot? It really has become the norm. What's at the root of it?

I am going to think about how I can change my mindset.

I just looked up the definition of pretty and here's what I got:

1. pleasing or attractive to the eye, as by delicacy and gracefulness; a pretty face
2. (of things, places, etc.) pleasing to the eye, especially without grandeur


What are YOUR thoughts????

9.03.2011

last summer shindig

We planned one last camping trip for the end of summer. This trip we had
planned to meet up with my Dad and Brandi and camp for 2 nights.

This is Kate's camping attire....hmmm.

I guess you don't have to sacrifice style and fashion just because
you are going out into the wilderness.

Well, the truth is, it wasn't really much of a wilderness...except
for the rattlesnakes and bull snakes you might come across.

2 little monkeys jumpin' on the bed....

So, we went to Wanapum State Park campground over by Vantage, WA.
Originally we planned on going to Perrygin Lake in WA, but I was trying
to be frugal on the gas budget and asked if we could go somewhere closer
to our house. None of us knew how WINDY this place would be.
We managed to get the tents set up and start on dinner and the longer we were
there, the windier it got. Pots were flying off the table.
No wonder there were so many houses on wheels at this place.

Anyway, after dinner we decided that we had had enough of that,
and we packed up and came back to our house.
the end