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corvaxgirl) wrote2010-01-05 03:21 pm
corvaxgirl) wrote2010-01-05 03:21 pm
Mad Men/Plus Sized Model Spread
So I was talking over on ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
regyt's lj that well first we need a comm of us fat chicks looking crazy hot like that so we can strut our stuff better. Secondly, of course fat chicks have fat chick mentalities and even though she's a plus sized model, some of us start pissing in our own corn flakes about how we're fatter, we don't look as good, blahblahblah.
People, just like Betty Draper in Mad Men, it's these women's jobs to look good. That is their job. And I start thinking, man! I want it to be *my* job to look good. I have this like totally eroticized view of what being a housewife would be (to the shame and horror to my older feminist sisters). And I want it sooooooooo bad. I want to flounce around the house in pretty clothes! I want to spend hours looking good! I want to be told I'm pretty! I want martinis at noon! I want to be a horrible mean slag with the rest of the girls. I want to throw lady's luncheons! I want to go to yoga twice a day! I want to do "philanthropy".
Yesssssssssss, fine, be a total drag and talk about the drudgery, the isolation, the scrubbing of toilets, the boredom, blahblahblah you're not really all that self motivated and you'd probably just sleep until 4p and never put on a bra.
But honestly? I don't care. I want to try anyway! I want to write books and be a housewife. I want to be a pretty princess who has pretty princess parties and makes pretty princess dinners, and wears pretty princess clothes.
There. I said it. ;p
But part of my promise to myself is to be more glamorous in the new year. We'll see how that shakes out. Maybe part of that will be just taking more pictures of myself more regularly.
regyt's lj that well first we need a comm of us fat chicks looking crazy hot like that so we can strut our stuff better. Secondly, of course fat chicks have fat chick mentalities and even though she's a plus sized model, some of us start pissing in our own corn flakes about how we're fatter, we don't look as good, blahblahblah.People, just like Betty Draper in Mad Men, it's these women's jobs to look good. That is their job. And I start thinking, man! I want it to be *my* job to look good. I have this like totally eroticized view of what being a housewife would be (to the shame and horror to my older feminist sisters). And I want it sooooooooo bad. I want to flounce around the house in pretty clothes! I want to spend hours looking good! I want to be told I'm pretty! I want martinis at noon! I want to be a horrible mean slag with the rest of the girls. I want to throw lady's luncheons! I want to go to yoga twice a day! I want to do "philanthropy".
Yesssssssssss, fine, be a total drag and talk about the drudgery, the isolation, the scrubbing of toilets, the boredom, blahblahblah you're not really all that self motivated and you'd probably just sleep until 4p and never put on a bra.
But honestly? I don't care. I want to try anyway! I want to write books and be a housewife. I want to be a pretty princess who has pretty princess parties and makes pretty princess dinners, and wears pretty princess clothes.
There. I said it. ;p
But part of my promise to myself is to be more glamorous in the new year. We'll see how that shakes out. Maybe part of that will be just taking more pictures of myself more regularly.