Images of men and women, young and old, flirting and engaging in sexual-type activities full of innuendos before selling me a piece of gum. Advertisements sell sexy beer, sexy soda, sexy food, we can basically assume that if we eat, sleep, snack, drink, travel, read, brush our teeth, etc. etc. WE WILL GET LAID, guaranteed! (pfffffffffft!)
Clothed women and men, not-so-clothed women and men, couples and singles can all be found in magazines, billboards, TV commercials, radio spots, internet pop-ups, you name it, we've all seen it. Sex sells! And most recently, a car insurance commercial claiming "it gets better with age." (I can only agree, and hopefully at the young-ish age of 37, I still have many years to improve!)
http://www.progressive.com/commercials/better.aspx
Clothed women and men, not-so-clothed women and men, couples and singles can all be found in magazines, billboards, TV commercials, radio spots, internet pop-ups, you name it, we've all seen it. Sex sells! And most recently, a car insurance commercial claiming "it gets better with age." (I can only agree, and hopefully at the young-ish age of 37, I still have many years to improve!)
http://www.progressive.com/commercials/better.aspx
Sexuality, sexiness, sex, nudity, boy meets girl, boy meets boy, girl meets girl -- it is in our face 24/7 but I would guess we barely notice. Are we so callous to the marketing pitches of every product trying to sell us something by pulling on our heartstrings and our zippers? Do we seriously buy into the false advertisements that icy fresh breath will get us a guy/girl?
For those who are not familiar with the commercials I reference, I assume it's because you Tivo everything.
For an oldie but goody, click here:
I find America's approach to selling and advertising a tad insulting. I was triggered over the weekend, after having a conversation with a a gal pal about a comment someone in the audience made about one of our friends' band. The comment was (and I am loosely quoting) "...they are too trashy..."
I felt the need to get on my soapbox, at that moment, as I am all too familiar with being judged for being in a "rock" band. When my "fans" would discover that I was a mother of three, they would practically pass out. If it was a single guy hitting on me, who then learned I was a mother of three, AND a sexy gal in a band that would basically get them to turn and walk out of the club. I have also had women ask, on many occasions, while on break at a gig, "Do all three of your kids have the same dad?" (are they fucking serious!?)
It blows me away, how people pigeon hole a profession, a look, a sexy vibe or a lifestyle! Get over your judgements! Judgements block us from experiences. Ask questions, seek answers *still shaking my head*
It blows me away, how people pigeon hole a profession, a look, a sexy vibe or a lifestyle! Get over your judgements! Judgements block us from experiences. Ask questions, seek answers *still shaking my head*
Webster states the definition of TRASH:
1: something worth little or nothing: as a : junk, rubbish b (1) : empty talk : nonsense (2) : inferior or worthless writing or artistic matter
2: something in a crumbled or broken condition or mass; especially : debris from pruning or processing plant material
3: a worthless person; also : riffraff
Why do we put up with over-sexed commercialism, but when a vibrant woman is entertaining us on stage, under lights, we somehow see her as "trashy"?! Is it because we see her as more human right there in the flesh, instead of simply on paper or a screen? Somehow, a model or actress is off-limits to judgement, but an average person in a random bar down the street deserves our judgement?! I say, "no". I am baffled and confused by all the media madness that invades our homes and I have no deep desire to have it stop. I am all about the free market, the free world, and free speech, yet when an average woman emanates an average yet very pleasing sexiness, she is "trashy" or "trampy" or judged! Or when a responsible mother of three can dance, sing, and portray a sexual feeling through performance, (and, FYI, she makes "cake" better than a rockstar) that somehow this brings audience members to imagine she has more than one baby's daddy?!?
There is nothing more frustrating to me than complacent willingness to accept a package for simply that. It's packaging. No product is ever going to be better because it says it is "sexier" than the last one. No one human being is sexier than the other, based solely on their looks. (I had a guy lean over and whisper in my ear, "Man, I wished she hadn't started talking, she was so hot, until she opened her mouth!") We are all layered, and multifaceted, and multi-sexy! Every one of us. Male, female, straight, gay, or bi-sexual. Layers upon layers of beauty and sexiness can and should be seen, heard and allowed. Get to know someone or something for more than just what they portray on stage, or on screen, or in a marketing campaign. I tried the ICE gum. It's not very good. I talked with the "trashy" singer, and frankly, she rocks! (I'd have cake with her, anytime!)
The point is, we are told how to dress, what to wear, how to live, who to have intercourse with, from sooo many different directions, my head spins! Drink the sex, have the sex, eat the sex, laugh about the sex, sex, sex, sex!! (But, don't you dare masturbate, have intercourse, talk about sex, and God forbid if you fantasize about more than the missionary position with one partner!)
Mixed messages suck. Judgement sucks. I like to suck on things, and body parts, and I'm not afraid to talk about it. The joys and pleasure of sex are a gift. I will not abuse it. I will embrace it. I will make my own path to sexual understanding, and I will not abuse my partner along the way (unless, of course, they ask)
Why do we put up with over-sexed commercialism, but when a vibrant woman is entertaining us on stage, under lights, we somehow see her as "trashy"?! Is it because we see her as more human right there in the flesh, instead of simply on paper or a screen? Somehow, a model or actress is off-limits to judgement, but an average person in a random bar down the street deserves our judgement?! I say, "no". I am baffled and confused by all the media madness that invades our homes and I have no deep desire to have it stop. I am all about the free market, the free world, and free speech, yet when an average woman emanates an average yet very pleasing sexiness, she is "trashy" or "trampy" or judged! Or when a responsible mother of three can dance, sing, and portray a sexual feeling through performance, (and, FYI, she makes "cake" better than a rockstar) that somehow this brings audience members to imagine she has more than one baby's daddy?!?
There is nothing more frustrating to me than complacent willingness to accept a package for simply that. It's packaging. No product is ever going to be better because it says it is "sexier" than the last one. No one human being is sexier than the other, based solely on their looks. (I had a guy lean over and whisper in my ear, "Man, I wished she hadn't started talking, she was so hot, until she opened her mouth!") We are all layered, and multifaceted, and multi-sexy! Every one of us. Male, female, straight, gay, or bi-sexual. Layers upon layers of beauty and sexiness can and should be seen, heard and allowed. Get to know someone or something for more than just what they portray on stage, or on screen, or in a marketing campaign. I tried the ICE gum. It's not very good. I talked with the "trashy" singer, and frankly, she rocks! (I'd have cake with her, anytime!)
The point is, we are told how to dress, what to wear, how to live, who to have intercourse with, from sooo many different directions, my head spins! Drink the sex, have the sex, eat the sex, laugh about the sex, sex, sex, sex!! (But, don't you dare masturbate, have intercourse, talk about sex, and God forbid if you fantasize about more than the missionary position with one partner!)
Mixed messages suck. Judgement sucks. I like to suck on things, and body parts, and I'm not afraid to talk about it. The joys and pleasure of sex are a gift. I will not abuse it. I will embrace it. I will make my own path to sexual understanding, and I will not abuse my partner along the way (unless, of course, they ask)
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