As I sit here, eyeing my growing pile of homework, trying to stare it down, I decide to get some work done: I've decided to write a second blog post in two days! Yeah, hold your applause. I know I'm a hard worker.
SO! Remember the story I used to open yesterday's post? If not, just do the little scrolleys to find it. Well, during that long conversation, my discussion partner inquired about why the main female in the new Mission Impossible flick was displaying so much cleavage, complaining that it drew too much attention and wasn't good for someone trying to blend in. I replied that in today's world, NOT displaying ample cleavage was the more conspicuous choice.
I've been meaning to write a post about this for a while; in fact, during the Dark Days (the period when I didn't post for a couple months, as they shall be known as from this point on) I wrote a post about it, but it was so abysmal that I didn't bother to post it.
Okay, enough beating around the bush. The topic of the day is............. inappropriate choices in clothing!
I know it's sexist to say that this is only an issue that affects women, so saying that would be... well sexist, and also laughably incorrect. Tell me that you've never been uncomfortable around a man who was wearing a Speedo at the beach. I know I have.
Of course, all of this has to be prefaced with two disclaimers. One: these kinds of things change pretty quickly with the times. It wasn't too long ago that it was considered scandalous for a woman to show her knee in public, and now... well I'm not sure what to say about now. Two: These are my opinions, as are most of the pieces on the site, all of the ones written by me.
Now, down to the hard part.
I've always had two conflicting opinions on this issue. On one hand, I believe our society is way too uptight about sexuality. Our bodies are just the physical forms used to carry us from point A to point B, and we make too much fuss about who sees what. Comfort also dictates that you wear what you feel is comfortable. I like that. I'm much more form over function, but that's just me.
On the other hand, not everyone needs to see what you feel like showing. This, for me, mostly applies to children under the age of 12, though that is a number that I just pulled out of thin air. Does a six-year-old need to wear a bikini? Do the nine-year-olds I see at camp really need to wear shorts that show the buttocks? Even girls in high school do this, as apparently the best way into a man's heart is through his pants.
If I had to make a case one way or the other, I would choose for everyone to wear more clothing. At this point in time, covering up is considered 'decent' by society. I don't like where all of the lack of clothes is leading. Sure, it is entirely possible that the need to physically leave a certain place is all but gone in less than 100 years, but for now, we have to see each other. So make sure we don't see TOO much of each other.
I'm not too happy with this post either, but its better than nothing. Arguably.
Thanks for reading and considering,
-J. Valett
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