pretty in RED

After many frustrating weeks of trying to set up a blog with my own URL I have officially given up. (Or at least until I find someone who understands this hole FTP upload msql html php thing). My hope was to create a blog using an original layout, my own URL and basically turn it into a super awesome website. But until then, I am going to continue to post on the original pretty in RED and hope that more people will read it.

This summer my days have consisted of waking up around 9 or 10, going to the gym, working and watching Sex And The City.(nothing exciting but relaxing none the less). One of tonight’s episodes discussed models and “modelizers”. The girls were frustrated with men lusting after models and not them. Which made wonder what exactly is it about a model that is so attractive to men? Is it really how beautiful they are? Because not all models are beautiful, and some are so skinny that they have bodies more like a teenage boy then a girl. Or do men lust after them because of the “unattainableness” that surrounds them?

I also wonder how men feel about this issue. How do they honestly feel when they hear us girls lusting after one of the perfect guys in a Nicholas Sparks novel turned block buster, or just any super sexy man with a six pack. Do they then feel the need to have the perfect body the way women feel when compared to models?

These questions also lead me to wonder why women feel the need to look like models anyway. If men also feel the pressure to look perfect, why do females feel the same way? Since both sexes are trying to look perfect to impress the other, why can’t we except each others imperfections. This way we could actually enjoy stuffing our faces on dates, and after dinner enjoy getting ice cream and/or pie after. If people actually lived like this, I believe the world would be a much happier place, because in my mind ice cream makes everyone happy. I would be lying if I said this was not the way I already live… no matter how much I eat, I still find ways to eat ice cream after. However, the next day there I am at the gym asking myself why I have no self control when it comes to food. I’m stuck in the middle of eating whatever sounds good in the moment, then regretting it soon after.

So what is a girl to do? I don’t know if there is much that can be done. However, if I could control what is considered beautiful, I would suggest eating a couple brownies and only working out to stay healthy, not to impress the guys at the beach. And as far as "modelizers" go, some men need to realize that real women don't have the body of a teenage boy.