Monday, 30 December 2013

Here's a post about a magazine cover that made me cross today.

Magazines show us pictures of ladies’ bods, mocked
and we’re meant to feel sickened and horribly shocked
at the post-baby belly, the whiff of a wobble
the bare-faced ass cheek of a thigh un-remodeled.

If bouncing beach babes are disrobed as disgusting
then we feel less bad when our own jeans are busting.
Thank you mags! You have sanctioned our fallible form!
But did we ask you to have female beauty re-drawn

as a shock-fest, a horror, a laughable mass?
You have come to a terrible logic impasse:
if famous femme bodies are monstrous when flawed
are our own imperfections really, truly ignored?

You’d like us to think you’ve forgiven our rolls
you believe we’ve not spotted you’re making us trolls.
But we notice hypocrisy hiding as hugs
liking ladies is not done by trashing their jugs.

NOW’s the time to fight back and be interceders,
lazy magazines, you have insulted your readers.

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