I hate to lambast another writer online because that has been known to destroy blogs and my biggest fear is something I write on my blog to go viral and me shut the whole thing down because of the unwanted attention.
But, I feel like once you have your stuff on HuffPo you know what you’re getting into and you’re kinda fair game. And to put it bluntly, I was ENRAGED when I read “Young ladies of the SEC, cover it up!”
I wished you understood that a trend can be interpreted as fun and flirty without being tasteless.
Most of all, I hoped you would soon wake up to embrace the ethos shared by higher learning institutions everywhere – class.
That lucky shaker tucked into the back of your on trend boot?
The team logo you’re sporting on your cheek?
The Greek letters sticker on your shirt declaring the sorority to which you belong and your loyalty to your team?
All rendered classless by those ill covered curves you’ve made sure are on full display.
I mean, it was MADDENING to read this on so many levels, most of them quite obvious. My blood was BOILING as I read this.
But, before I outline my rage, let me also address an opposing article making the rounds on my feed yesterday. “Mom Shares Photos To Remind Us ‘Skinny’ Doesn’t Always Mean ‘Healthy’” was being shared out and lauded because: BODY POSITIVITY! Yay her!
And the contrast of the two articles hit me strongly.
And here’s the thing…the less obvious point of contention with the HuffPo article. Body positivity is not just for the flabby. It’s for the fit, too. And the young. I saw a viral photo once of a woman with a flabby body in a bikini and everyone was very proud of her, as was I. We gather together and we raise up a woman who DARES to show her less-than-perfect body that the media hide from covers and advertisements. I’m certain the women who agree with the SEC Lady Shamer would RISE UP to defend a flabby friend’s right to wear a bikini to the pool.
But women wearing skimpy clothes at a college football game? Let’s shame them and call them classless.
We all have opinions on what looks good on people and what doesn’t. I saw a woman wearing high wasted jeans the other day and thought, I’m not sure those flatter her body type. It was just instinctive, part of me just noticed. I kinda hated myself because maybe she felt like she looked GREAT and I should keep my mind from being an asshole. But we all do it, we all have rolled our eyes at the girls over-dressed or under-dressed. We may not be proud of it, but we’ve done it.
But let’s withhold taking those thoughts and allowing them to spread, shall we? Let’s not gossip with our friends about the girl who shows too much cleavage at the PTA meetings, let’s not laugh with our sisters about the cousin who’s still wearing last decades fashions, let’s not post pictures on Facebook of people we call “rednecks” at Wal-Mart.
And most importantly? Let’s not write self-righteous articles on Huffington Post shaming young women at their most vulnerable points in life.
Dear Young Ladies of the SEC,
Enjoy the game!
Mind your safety if you’re enjoying alcohol, keep an eye on your drink and have a sober friend!
Call me if you need a ride!
And are you seriously wearing stilettos to a football game? On all of those stairs? TEACH ME YOUR SECRETS.
I’m just kidding. I hate crowds and don’t like shoes with any heal. Your secrets would be wasted on me.
Love yourself and love your tribe of women.
WDE! GBO! RTR!
UGG. I forgot about one other line that bugged me:
Families attend these games. Little eyes are watching you.
UGG. IT’S TERRIBLE. The implication that our children need not see those skimpy outfits? UGGG. UGGGGGGGG.
My brain just exploded. I lost the ability to speak.
OH! OH! And the ending!
Don your most debonair collegiate colors ensemble. Heck, try to sneak in a flask or two (this is college, after all).
WHAT IN THE ACTUAL…FRICK? Okay. You almost made me curse. I’ve got to quit adding stuff to this entry.