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September 11, 2007
Warning - contemplation ahead
I hate wolf-whistlers. I really wish they could be castrated. That'd stop them doing that annoying act of pursing their lips together. No, I am not flattered, I am insulted. It really, really irks me. I don't know if other women out there feel the same, but it is most certainly demeaning to me. I am walking down the street to get an apple, and I am met with wolf whistling. Did I especially leave my office to be wolf whistled at? Did I venture outdoors to flaunt whatever it was that the offenders found attractive? No. I went out so I could get a sodding apple.
I have this view that I'd much rather be seen as an intelligent woman, than an attractive one. The mind is far more important than the body. I do go on about it, but I sometimes find the world so superficial that I feel I have to. Saying this, I do like looking at people, and find all sorts attractive, even if they are unconventially so. I like features that make a person interesting, not beautiful. I like the high fashion supermodels. The ones that were hideous growing up, but are now considered beauties, even if convention objects. Lily Cole, for instance. I find her beautiful. She's ginger, scrawny, and has a big round moonface. Not exactly conventional. But this doesn't detract from her ethereal beauty. On top of this, she is highly intelligent. I praise her for this.
I often think too much emphasis is placed on what we should do to be successful. My ideals are not the same as convention dictates. I don't want to be attractive. I don't want children. I don't want a loving husband who supports me. I do conform to some ideals though. I want a good degree. I want a well paying job. I want my own property. And, contrary to popular belief, I do want a partner who will share this with me, but I emphasize that I don't want to be looked after. I sometimes wonder how the world would be if we were blind to these things that we have to live up to. I know 90% of women would stop dieting to be thin, and start to eat so that their bodies are healthy. People wouldn't have self-esteem problems. The "beautiful people" would most certainly be out of a job (hi Paris).
Saying this, I also wonder, would the world just collapse into a big mushy heap of content. Would we lose focus and drive and that conpetitive edge. I know I strive for things because I keep in mind that there is always someone more intelligent, more successful, more determined. If I didn't have to live up to anything, I probably wouldn't try. But I have a point to prove. I have to prove that I am not a pretty face, I am an intelligent, determined, and (hopefully) soon to be successful woman. I suppose I have to take the bad with the good. This world will never be perfect. I may as well use the negative as my driving force, and just put up with that gorram wolf whistling.
Posted by kat at September 11, 2007 8:31 AM
