I was talking with a friend yesterday and we both agreed that it is annoying when catalog companies take a thirty year old looking woman who has grey hair and promote her as “old.” My friends and I look our age for the most part. We cheat where we can, but when standing naked in front of the mirror the truth reflects in all its earned glory. Our boobs are a bit lower, our thighs have more dimples than a golf ball, and there is that upper arm wiggle I mentioned the other day. At least for most of my friends, those body changes are the result of aging, yes, but also from pregnancies and worry and work. I have stretch marks from my pregnancies that make me smile with wonder. My skin stretched to accommodate new life; why should I be ashamed of those marks now faded to silvery ripples? But we’re supposed to be embarrassed if the ads for stretch mark hiding creams are any indication.
I know catalogs are in business to sell, and maybe we wouldn’t buy as much if the models looked like real women with real physical wear and tear. Perhaps it is our own demands driving companies… perhaps we want to believe the clothes will fit our illusions more than our bodies. It’s an interesting subject. What do you think?