Mannequins, models and seamstress dolls only serve to raise her indignant hackles. "Stick insects alone could wear what they do. A real woman with hips and boobs and an arse has no place in this world of bones and perfect skin." Fourteen-year-old waifs advertise lotions and potions, and bikinis and ever so skimpy casual fashion, and she takes it as a rebuke to her womanhood. Provoking endless tirades on eating disorders, and age, and their money hungry parents. I am careful not to look too hard at the TV, nor cast an opinion that be construed either way. For as much as I love my buxom beauty I can't help but look at the sparsely clothed women on screen, after all I'm only a man. |
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