From Leno to the New York Post, and– as ZZ Top says–“all points in between”, Britney Spears is taking it on the chin for her MTV awards performance. Okay, her performance was one thing–but mainly they’re hooting at her figure!
Everyone’s hooting and smirking that she’s hopelessly overweight! I invite you to compare her figure to those of the mouth-watering Cuban gals featured at the Tropicana in the ’50’s. (I’ve savored pictures of them right here on Babalu.) These Cuban gals enchanted healthy male American tourists too–perhaps that was their primary audience. So in fact, Britney still needs to pack on another ten of fifteen pounds to reach her curvaceous womanly prime, the gorgeous hourglass figure beloved of normal males throughout history.
Everybody knows male homosexuals dominate the fashion industry. Everybody knows their aesthetic ideal is a skinny boy. And that’s their business. And I don’t begrudge them their commercial success and influence. That’s the market at work. But when their ideal becomes the national (or media) norm– then we’re in trouble.
Stating a blatant truth about the fashion industry can’t possibly provoke any more hate mail than stating the truth about Fidel Castro and Che Guevara. Publisher’s Weekly didn’t describe my first book as “an orgy of political-incorrectness!” for nothing.