Here’s the thing: I don’t have a six pack and I’ve got pimples on my chest. I’m not perfect, but I still feel confident in my skin every day. Our obsession with wanting to look like the “perfect bodies” in movies, magazines, social media, and billboards has left us feeling inadequate…and I’m sick of seeing it.
I’ve noticed a pattern…we tend to put the fit bodies on a pedestal and then put down our own bodies in favour of a narrative of “if only I was that hot” or “I’m ugly.” And quite frankly, we need to stop that.
In a world where social media is part of everyone’s life and your phone is glued to your hip like a dog chasing its own tail, we need to start celebrating our own bodies and the bodies of those around us more.
Pride festivals in certain areas of the world has become a big party. In others, its still about the fight for the basic human right to love who you want to love and be your authentic gender. Where I live, here in Canada, where same-sex marriage has been legal for over a decade, we tend to lean towards the “party” side of things. And yet, every poster dons a six-pack clad white guy and every go-go dancer looks the same (yes, I acknowledge that there are exceptions to this rule – and I’m so excited that there are). My point is that we need to start celebrating our differences and enjoying what makes us unique.
I’d love to see posters and adverts with a variety of body shapes and sizes, a variety of genders and sexualities, and a variety of races. I’d love to see everyone feel comfortable to take off their shirt if they want to – regardless of wether they have abs or not. I’d love to see friends celebrate their bodies together.
Let’s spread the love this year for Pride, not the judgement and prejudice. There is no point in making others feel bad – let’s lift them up instead.