Ugh. Ugh. For the record, I agree wholeheartedly with the idea that you must love your body, and do it every day, but I don’t agree with some of these ‘positive messages’ and the way the shame the people (women in this case, or a majority thereof) who prefer to do the things on the right to some of the things on the left. It’s a matter of preference, let’s be clear.
I am going to buy my monthly fashion magazine because I like picking up ideas from it, because I like the clothes and because I think some of the models are gorgeous (in an ‘I want to be inside their pants’ rather than ‘I want to fit inside their pants’ way). Likewise, when I have the money for it, I’ll go eat dinner at a fancy restaurant, too. I’ll buy a pair of designer jeans because they’ll make my ass look fab - and let me make it clear, my ass is fab, which I know because I love my body - and you can keep that ski resort ticket because skiing isn’t for everybody.
Lipstick and fluffy pillows tend to be the most purchased items in times of economical depression, because we want to feel comforted by something fluffy and to remind our faces that they look fantastic. It’s a thing. It happens. Does it make people who buy lipstick vapid consummers that have accepted the laws of a society based on beauty-is-what-comes-in-magazines? No, and how dare you. You don’t know these people. Let them buy some lipstick without making a big ‘you do it because you don’t love yourself’ deal out of it! Maybe they do! I know I do, and you know how I emphasize it? Lipstick. Shoving my beauty in everyone’s faces, bam. (PS, I could have long distance calls any day for the price of Skype, come on.)
Some people need to feel beautiful - to their own standard - in order to love their bodies. That may involve surgery (maybe their backs hurt like hell, have you walked around with swollen PMS EE-sized boobs?), or acryllic nails, or salon highlights, or a hot bra. Whatever makes you feel comfortable and at ease with your body, people, I say do it. If you’re not harming yourselves, if you’re not harming others, then buy as much make-up and clothes and other paraphernalia as you feel necessary in order to feel good in your own skin, and to love your bodies.
PS, if you could point me in the direction of which amusement parks have tickets that cost the same as a set of acryllic nails, meanwhile, that’d be great. I do my nails myself.