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In reply to the discussion: National Tell a Girl She’s Beautiful Day is pure bullshit, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. [View all]TreasonousBastard
(43,049 posts)because it's really all about someone with a chip on her shoulder tired of putting up with something, but we're still not sure exactly what that is.
Which half of the population spends close to a quarter of the GDP on clothes, diet plans, workouts, hair care products and cosmetics? Granted that men invented miniskirts and pushup bras, but who buys them? And why? And we haven't even started on cosmetic surgery...
It's all men's fault though, isn't it? They have to go through all that to look good for us so to keep the species moving on. Or, that's the propaganda we forced women to believe. Or some other way it's all our fault.
Well, that's the bullshit part. Sure, on some level we appreciate the hotness all this brings out, but but that's mere entertainment and the truth is we think it's really silly and we would fuck mud if it moved a little and didn't complain so much. Some guys are into the "trophy wife/girlfriend" competition, but if you look at real wives and girlfriends they ain't all so hot but it works because there are those other things most of us really care about.
So, the entire multitrillion dollar beauty industry is a monster feeding off of competition between women that may have started eons ago to attract proper mates but now exists merely to feed off of itself and make fortunes while making some women feel better but far more feeling worse because they don't measure up to the latest standard.
And, yes, Gawd forbid we compliment the wrong woman about her new hair style and be labeled a sexist pig rather than just making light, friendly conversation. While complimenting random strangers is bizarre and some compliments are obviously hitting on the receptionist, the question we sometimes ask ourselves in the office is "Will she be more upset if I say her new dress looks good, or if she thinks I didn't notice?"
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go to work and endure the stress of avoiding mentioning anything involving the looks of the women I talk to during the day lest they rip out my throat with their teeth.