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Crunchatize me Cap’n
Upon Reflection….

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When my daughter first showed signs of hating herself, I got out photoshop. We went and found an image of her choosing, of a woman. I spent the next two hours showing her just how easy it was to alter this woman. I changed her hair, whitened her teeth, made her thinner. I erased her blemishes and even made her taller while my daughter sat there aghast. At the end of it she loudly said - ” THAT’S NOT FAIR!”
I told her that damn near every image she saw of people in magazines, on television, etc, was altered like this, and that she should never compare herself to that, because even supermodels don’t look like supermodels.
I wish I could do that for every child. I wish it was a mandatory class in school.
You know, I’ve seen this video campaign of the actual “transformation” process so many times, but I’ve never seen the shot of the billboard. That just made it brand new for me. It hit me like a bus - the realness, the severity of the beauty culture and idealized standards.
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