Twisted beauty

A friend of mine today said that Liv Tyler looked FAT in The Incredible Hulk. I was at a total loss for words when I heard him say that. If she looked FAT, then what about two-thirds of the world's female population?

The whole concept of beauty is so skewed in today's time. Today, if you're not a size zero (yes, there actually is a size zero) then you're a whale and you shouldnt step out in public. Its disgusting that women are viewed as nothing more than sex objects. If you're pretty, then you qualify to be fuckable..And if you are a little unfortunate looking, then you're definitely an untouchable. When will people learn that beauty is not about how much makeup you can slap on your face or how much fashionable clothes you have? When will people learn that beauty is so much more than just a good haircut or flawless skin?

Or is superficial the new form of intelligence?

In all honesty, the faces you see on those glossy photoshopped magazines arent everything. Try hanging out around REAL women every once in a while. You'll find some really amazing women in the real world.

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Whatever happened to the whole "girl power" movement? Its hard to believe that there actually was a time when women wanted equality and independence! Have we gone back to the age of the neanderthal where a woman who wants independence and a high flying career is automatically labeled a lesbian?

But in truth, sometimes its we women who propagate this idea; if you are interested in money and career instead of a man, you're a lesbian. A friend just asked me where my love life stood the other day and I replied, merely saying that it was non-existent and I had other, more important things to worry about. She instantly asked if I was a lesbian.

Why? Just because I'd rather have a successful career and a real life? Just because I'd rather be single than shackled down with three kids, added responsibility and a mortgage? Or perhaps its because I think self-preservation is far better than potential heartbreak? Even better, maybe its just because I dont see the need to have a man by my side to dust the dirt of my knees and support me everytime I land on my ass? Or maybe, she thought of me as a lesbian because I dont entirely believe in someone from the opposite gender holding my hand and whispering sweet, sugary nothings in my ear?

Whatever.

Grow up already ladies. Having a man (or not) does NOT in any way define who you are or what you become.