The sexy pink blonde phenomenon
I was at a party not long ago, one of the last I had the time to go to before the exams period. I was spending my time, like I often do at parties, drinking some wine, chatting with friends at our table (who are not the subject of this blog, thank god) and, not surprisingly, checking out girls. Before anyone starts, I’m single, OK? Anyway, I was standing in the hallway looking at a blonde that went by me. A minute later, that same blond passes me again, walking the same hallway in the same direction. Since it’s a standard bar, no weird round architecture, my first thought was, go easy on the wine, Sergej.
It wasn’t the wine, though. It wasn’t even the same girl. There were, however, similarities. Both were bleached blondes, roughly the same height and weight. Both had pretty much the same blouse, similar jeans and the same makeup. So, what’s the problem? What’s wrong with people wearing what they want? Well, nothing, of course, if they wear what they want. After all, those blouses are great for advertising one’s assets, especially in a room full of half drunken guys. They get the attention they want, I’m sure.
What I don’t understand is, why do they have to read Cosmopolitan with a text marker and learn the 10 tips on how to get a guy with a marketing strategy by heart (I am not making this up, that was an actual article). What you wear is an expression of your style. But is it really your style, when you wear, what you have to wear, as it is prescribed in the last edition of your favorite fashion magazine? It’s not the fashion that’s to blame, though. It’s quite possible to adapt your unique style to fashion trends, without becoming just another copy. As usual, it’s the people.
It’s an example of conformity taken to its limit, industry creating an ideal of sexy pink blondes, women wanting to be like them and men falling for them. Dressing like that long ago ceased to be an expression of one’s uniqueness. They dress as they’re told to, interact in society as they’re told to and look for men they’re told they should be looking for. In light of all of that, I do hope those girls don’t blame me for treating them like perfect substitutes for each other. It would make more sense to remember the model year than the name in some cases...
It wasn’t the wine, though. It wasn’t even the same girl. There were, however, similarities. Both were bleached blondes, roughly the same height and weight. Both had pretty much the same blouse, similar jeans and the same makeup. So, what’s the problem? What’s wrong with people wearing what they want? Well, nothing, of course, if they wear what they want. After all, those blouses are great for advertising one’s assets, especially in a room full of half drunken guys. They get the attention they want, I’m sure.
What I don’t understand is, why do they have to read Cosmopolitan with a text marker and learn the 10 tips on how to get a guy with a marketing strategy by heart (I am not making this up, that was an actual article). What you wear is an expression of your style. But is it really your style, when you wear, what you have to wear, as it is prescribed in the last edition of your favorite fashion magazine? It’s not the fashion that’s to blame, though. It’s quite possible to adapt your unique style to fashion trends, without becoming just another copy. As usual, it’s the people.
It’s an example of conformity taken to its limit, industry creating an ideal of sexy pink blondes, women wanting to be like them and men falling for them. Dressing like that long ago ceased to be an expression of one’s uniqueness. They dress as they’re told to, interact in society as they’re told to and look for men they’re told they should be looking for. In light of all of that, I do hope those girls don’t blame me for treating them like perfect substitutes for each other. It would make more sense to remember the model year than the name in some cases...