Dissing Barbie

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One of the thing Aaron, Q, and I were discussing over brunch was Lilo & Stitch. My memory of the movie has been overcome by my reaction to the lukewarm, overly-convenient ending, to the extent that I’d forgotten just how all-around wonderful the first half was. The whole routine where Lilo explains why she was late for dance class (it involves making a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich for a fish), and the classmates’ reaction, and the movement of the dancers and the accuracy of the facial expressions — just perfect!

I was reminded of that by the Brunching Shuttlecocks review of Lilo & Stitch, which contains the following observation:

What's especially refreshing is that the Hawaiian characters look Hawaiian. They aren't perfect images of Barbie beauty, they look like real people.

I agree with the sentiment (which I’ve expressed as “Mmmmm, chubby thighs”, and that’s a yummy Mmmmm, not a thoughtful Mmmmm), but object to the idea that Barbie is an ideal of beauty that we should have to acknowledge deviating from. Frankly, Barbie isn’t that attractive. For one thing, she’s not even an accurate depiction of the real-life ideal she’s supposedly the model of — she’s way out of proportion, and the way her breasts and heels are formed is just plain inhuman. For another, beauty is subjective, and I’m tired of acting as if the standard of feminine beauty being presented by Mattel and the fashion industry is the One True Standard.

The beautiful women I know in real life, who don’t conform to the Barbie Standard, aren’t beautiful in some shabby, second-class way. They are honest-to-God beautiful, visions of loveliness, with soft bodies and lush curves, well worth drooling over.

Oh, and while you’re on Brunching Shuttlecocks, you should read the Real Cooking item. And Accounting for Taste, which tells you why your musical preferences are better than everyone else’s. And The Brunching Shuttlecocks Guide to Choosing a Password. Oh, and the Ratings, I just love those.