I accept the super-sexualization of everything in this city. I accept the fact that “looking cute” at the grocery store is the norm. I accept that wearing shorts and a t-shirt is not fashionable. I also don’t normally care.
Today, I went to the fashion district with some friends from out of town. Despite telling them that the days of convincing fakes are long gone (at least at the fashion district), they still wanted to go. I always enjoy myself, if only because I get to buy sunglasses and loads of “workout clothes” for cheap-o. As we were walking along from store to store, we saw the typical displays. But at a single store, I saw the image you see above. It seems, ladies and gents, that we have hyper-sexualized dummies.
As I walked away with a grimace on my face and mockery in my throat, my friends and I thought the dummy was “very L.A.” and they remarked that no such mannequin would ever appear “up north.” It made me wonder: have you seen these inanimate Hooty McBoobs? Where?
My faith in humanity and society was restored when we cruised by the mannequins shown in the second picture. Ah, plus sized dummies. It was an almost-instantaneous rejection of an unattainable beauty ideal. To be fair, my friends also said they had never seen any of these “up north” either.
And again I wondered: have any of you seen these? and where?