Thursday, October 30, 2014

Perfection Does Not Exist

Girls look at the pretty lady on the cover of magazines and want to be them. They want her long blond hair, her size zero waist, her thirty two D bra size, her flat stomach, even her lips and her eyes. Young girls look at these women and see nothing but their flawless features. This is the goal they have set for themselves; perfection. Those women you see on the cover of magazines such as Seventeen or Vogue, are nothing more than a digital artist’s great Photoshop masterpiece. Girls of all ages, even as young as three years old, have been worrying about their body image. Young ladies need to know its ok to look different; that’s what makes you, you.
            A friend of mine took a Woman’s Studies course in college and her final term project was to make a PSA about body image. Click here to view her project.
            Body image is not something teenage girls deal with alone. Girls as young as three years of age know what it means to be considered fat. They think they will get teased at school if they have a little extra body mass compared to other kids. However the sad part is, that statement it very much true. Young girls compare themselves to others and feel the need to compete to be the skinniest girl in the room. Kids worry about becoming fat and they can tell when someone needs to lose a little weight. A little girl will say whatever is on her mind and she’s not afraid to tell someone they need to lose some weight. When the topic of making yourself look beautiful is on a child’s mind, just imagine what they’ll be like when they enter their teen years.
            Every week, girls spend an average of three and a half hours in front of the mirror. They look in the mirror and all they see are their flaws. They see giant thighs, big nose, too much fat around their stomach; the list goes on and on. If they were to spend half that time admiring how beautiful they are, their self-esteem could easily be ten times better. We are our worse critics and we focus primarily on our flaws, not our best features.
            Media portrays stunning women as being tall, thin, and big boobs. You see it everywhere you look. From models, to advertisement, to actresses, and even in toy dolls such as Barbie. This is one of the main stream ways for the media to corrupt female children into thinking they are not good enough to be beautiful. If they do not look like Barbie, then they’re not considered pretty. Barbie wears dresses, so little five year olds think they have to wear dresses to be pretty. Barbie has big boobs and a tiny waist. If your waist is bigger than your chest then you’re considered fat. Many public figures say we need to take care of our youth because they make up the future. If people truly believe this, then why are they telling little girls they need to look a certain way? By implanting that idea in the minds of children, it continues to grow into their adult years; which makes the future look pretty scary.
            Ladies need to know its ok to be different. Why would you want to look like someone who starves themselves and has bones popping out of their skin anyways? In reality, the models and actresses people perceive as being perfect are constantly being judged by how they look and act. Perfection is a nonexistent perception and girls need to realize they are perfect just the way they are.

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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Role Models in a Girl's Life

Every girl has that one person to whom they look up to. Whether it be a parent, a sibling, a best friend, or even a movie star. Role models are an important figure in a young teen’s life. They want to be exactly like this person and look to them for advice and what to do in a bad situation. They want to follow in this person’s footsteps even though they know they sometimes can’t. Role models have a huge influence on our youth.
If you considered yourself a role model to anyone, especially if you’re in the public eye, you need to watch your step. If you’re not careful enough, you may steer some little girl down the wrong path of life unknowingly. You don’t want to ruin a fifteen year old girl’s life just because you made some poor decisions. They look up to you and want to be you. They’re going to follow you in every aspect of life. Meaning if you show them it’s cool to drink and do drugs, they’re going to drink and do drugs. That’s not the kind of example you should be setting for the people we call our youth. Knowing this, it puts an immense amount of pressure on you, or any other role model for that matter, to be on your best behavior.
When choosing a role model, try to pick someone who seems like they’ve got their life together; even when you know they probably don’t. Pick someone who’s strong in your eyes, not someone who will back away into a corner in the middle of a sticky situation. Look up to someone who you know will guide you in the right direction. However you must not think of them as the “you in ten years.” They are their own person just like how you need to be your own person as well. Your role model is just there to keep you on the right track of life. Don’t believe that you’re going to become them in all their fame and glory. Role models and mentors are here to help you grow into the beautiful butterfly you were meant to be.
My personal role model would be my older sister. She and I had to share a room together when we were kids and we became really close. We played dress up together, we played house, we even braided each other’s hair; which I know is kind of cliché when you think about the relationship between sisters. When we entered our teen years, she would tell me stuff that she didn’t feel courageous enough to tell my parents about; and vice versa as well. We would spend many late nights talking and laughing, just like old times. When I started high school as a freshman, she was a senior. I looked up to her for advice about boys, help in my classes, she even helped me find a little niche in high school where I seemed to fit in. Now that she’s in college I don’t talk to her as much, but I call her two or three times a week. She helped me grow into the person I am today and growing up isn’t going to stop me from thinking of her as my role model.

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