I have always prefered Herb Alpert's version of this song, over that of the original of Bob Crewe. This was a simpler time when men were allowed to dance with women instead of gyrating in front of them to blaring techno. I have always preferred women who look like women who are in this video, as this was pre-Twiggy.
Curves, remember those in fashion?
While I do not hold Twiggy responsible for the horror shows I have seen over the last few days, I can point to her as an origin of the absurd body imagine that fashion has been crafting for the feminine form for over two score years now.
Not sure anyone around here cares, but it is Fashion Week in New York City. I knew it was time when the agencies below and above my office started casting the models last month.
It was a parade of girls who needed a hamburger, STAT! I wanted to whisk every last one of these ladies to a BBQ buffet in the backwoods of Texas to be pampered by the old grandmas who run the service lines, to nurse them back to health and a healthy body image.
How did this become the body image on high fashion for women? How did looking like a heroin addicted twelve year old boy become our new ideal of beauty?
Why are men like me, who love the ladies, forced to watch fashion shows with women who appear as if they were just sprung from some spa slash prisoner camp, complete with famine inspired eye-shadow?
This has been bothering me more and more as Fashion Week churns on under the tent. Sure their hair and make up looks great, and half the time I do like the clothes, though I will admit I still don't quite get haute couture, I very am adamant in the fact that every model I have seen come down the runway needed to be trotted over to the Bryant Park Grill for at least a salad least they die of hunger on the catwalk before our very eyes.
How did this happen? Who are the decision makers who perpetuate such an absurdity and grotesquely wrong body type, a total lack of feminine curves, for women?
Who is it that hates the divine aspects and topology of women that has been glorified for millenniums?
These women are to fat for Fashion Week in NYC:
Simonetta Cattaneo Vespucci, the most beautiful woman in the Renaissance
Greta Garbo, Queen of the Silver Screen
Farrah Fawcett, Rest in Peace Beautiful Lady
Call me old fashion, but each of these women are more beautiful than any model who starves herself to the point that her thighs are skinnier than her ankles.
That, that is just wrong.
This quest to have feminine beauty wrapped into the body type of a prepubescent boy hit the sublime level when Coco, sweet sweet Coco, was told she was to fat to model.
At size 4, Fashion Week model Coco Rocha, 21, is latest of many women considered fat by industry
BY Amy Diluna, DAILY NEWS FASHION EDITOR
http://www.nydailynews.com/...
Coco Rocha is the latest victim of fashion's irresponsible, unattainable demand that young women - some barely into their teens - be emaciated. The 21-year-old top model, an outspoken advocate for industry reform, told The New York Times that demand for her services has waned, thanks to an occasional hamburger habit.
She's a size 4 - and she's gorgeous.
Compare these women with the models getting all the bookings - stick figures with jutting collarbones, thighs the size of their ankles and not a whisper of a womanly curve.
Two years ago, at the first of these useless events, she admitted that when she was at her thinnest - just 108 pounds (she's 5-feet-10) - someone told her to lose weight.
So she did, and made herself ill with diuretic pills taken on an empty stomach. She vowed never to do it again - and made a plea then to the people present at the dog-and-pony show to make a change.
It was a cry for help.
And no one has listened.
Pics of this fatty can be seen here:
http://assets.nydailynews.com/...
Yes. Some fashion designer told her she was a porker and needed to lose weight, regardless of her well-being. The only reason we know about her plight is because Coco is famous.
I can just picture young women huddled in small shoebox apartments littered across Manhattan starving themselves to near death to appeal to this misguided vision of beauty only to show up to their casting call all emaciated and still be called fat.
It is absurd, it is baroque, and it needs to end now.
This is what happens when men who love men tell men who love women what women should look like. Men who love women should join the cause of women being women in fashion, because I get a feeling most women are a 100% behind this already.
We should protest with bags of food for models outside Bryant Park Tent, any fellow New Yorkers with me?
If anything, we will really confuse the anti-fur protesters.