Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Ultraviolet Lemons

This blog, Ultraviolet Lemons is purely for me (Sabina), fashion, and things that pop into my brain.
I was walking in Whole Foods around the checkout areas that were filled with hip (is that even defined as a cool word anymore? Not really considering how overused it is) pierced cashiers and granola-type grandmas. Me, idly wandering and then-looking straight at me-was this month's Elle.
It made me look for a split second longer because there was Miley Cyrus (yet again) on the cover in this Mistress of Pain outfit. Black alligator skin painted on blazer opened so wide that you could operate open heart surgery. Wearing an a black pushup bra with two cross necklaces-as if that was someway to balance the fact that they were resting in her cleavage-and a delicate, near makeup-less looking face with straightened hair. Her outfit and accessories remind me of Pretty Woman where Julia Roberts plays a hooker with a heart of gold. Its like Elle thinks that if he give her some crosses and a non-whore complexion it will balance out. Blegh, nastickers.
But the question that pops out even as I talk to the checkout lady is: How will Miley Cyrus not get burned for this like she did with her April 2008 Vanity Fair photo shoot? And yet the only comments I find are ones like: Ohmgee, Miley looked amazing! She rocked that black leather. And so on and so forth. The readers comments were different and more what I thought. She looked like a whore; She's super slutty...you get what I mean.
When Cyrus was shown in Vanity Fair with barely a smudge of makeup on her face, her hair wet, and a bare back people were astounded. A 15 year-old girl baring her back?! They probably shrieked. What a prostitute, that hussy, the slut.
What century do we live in anyway? The 21st century. Where a girl entering high school who walked around in the smallest of shorts that they edge on being underwear and tank tops two sizes to small does not actually getting shot disgraceful glares or promises of telling their parents. Miley Cyrus gets yelled at for exposing her-possibly the most sexual non-sexual place on the body, ditto the neck-back. But for this sex kitten outfit and cleavage are just applauded. How f'ed is that?
It just goes to show you how conservative our country is. If a man goes around without his shirt, people will either ogle him or look away in disgust. But if a woman goes around without her shirt on, with her chest exposed to the world she is labeled as a slut or someone who wants some ass.
Why was Cyrus (practically) yelled at for baring her back, which in my opinion is far more sexy than exposing a mile of cleavage and gets a get out of jail free card when she shows her tatas?



Whore or art?

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