When I was in college there was a time I obsessed over wanting bigger boobs. (Psycho) Lindsay Lohan was super popular at the time and I just thought to myself, “I just need them to be a litttttle bigger and then I’ll be happy.” Thank GOD I knew myself enough to realize I’m about as fickle as they come and didn’t actually go through with anything like a breast augmentation.
In today’s world, as the Kardashian Krew (see what I did there?) infiltrate like, every media outlet possible, having the biggest butt is the newest trend in women’s body types. But um, can you just take a moment to re-read that last sentence? Our freaking bodies, the sacred shell that houses our thoughts, beliefs, aspirations, and dreams have been hijacked by the media only to be used as a means to peddle the latest fashion trends. (Woah, I sound like a totally hippie feminist. Hell yea.) You HAVE to look at this site that goes into detail about how the “perfect female body” has evolved in the past century. We have to stop letting other entities tell us what our bodies should look like. We have to reject the idea that our bodies are up for grabs by marketing executives that prey on our insecurities.