Caramel Contemplation

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I recently came across a peculiar case online that got me thinking. The story involved Petra Collins, a 21 year old photographer for has caused quite a bit of a stir across the worldwide web. This specific instance involved a picture that Petra had put up on her Instagram account that subsequently got her removed from the social media network. The picture in question depicted the lower half of Petra’s waist, complete with bikini bottoms. The offence you may ask? Her bikini line was unshaven! This got me thinking- have we as a society become so blinded by “altered beauty” that we have forgotten what nature in its very essence feels or looks like? This simple image violated none of Instagram’s conditions of use and yet, of the several hundreds of thousands of bikini pictures on the network, this one caused an entire account to be deleted. Popular culture would rather have us believe a false version of femininity- one which involves hairless bodies, flawless skin and curves like a Coke bottle. And we, especially as women, are all too willing to buy into the fantasy and bend to society’s expectations. How is it okay for Kim Kardashian to be posting pictures of her bare (albeit inflated) behind all over the net or to have Rihanna twerking her g-string off in a music video and yet an image as pure as an unshaven hairline can get so many eyebrows raised? Petra’s picture really had me questioning what I have grown to accept and dammit, I don’t like what I see! I’m used to seeing women ridiculed on the pages of magazines in the name of “fashion”, I’ve become accustomed to bare asses parading all over my television screen, I sing along to songs that tell me “I know you want this d*ck” and how I should “pop that p*ssy for a real nigga”. Hell, I was even part of that large group of people that thought Miley Cyrus was slutty for her VMA performance but overlooked the fact that Robin Thicke was very much a part of that hot mess. These are things that I want no part of. Things I should not be used to and should definitely NOT be condoning. The world is a messed up place and right now I feel like I am part of the problem more than the solution. What do I tell my daughter a few years down the line when music videos will probably be the equivalent of hardcore porn? How will I teach my son how to appreciate women and treat them with respect when the view of a large part of the female population is that to be sexually free is tantamount to exposing your assets and degrading yourself for the pleasure of men? These are the type of questions that pop up in my head and for the life of me I cannot find answers. As if it wasn’t difficult enough growing up as a woman in a society that respects you based purely on how sexual you can prove yourself to be or how many children you can bear, I now have to deal with a superficial version of what it means to be a woman! Take me with my pubic hair, my stretch marks and my cellulite. Take me with my mood swings, my unbalanced hormone cycle and the countless emotions that I have to waste. Take me with the good and the bad but for goodness sake, take me for who I am- a dynamic, natural and proud woman! And for the sake of sanity, please stop trying to get me to twerk! 

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I am a passionate, creative and crazy chick who is currently dealing with working life. I can be a bit out there at times but rest assured, there is never a dull moment with me around. I'm just Caramel I guess.
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