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#notbuyingit

The documentary we are watching in class is fantastic. I truly believe that women are misrepresented in media and in life. I, however, find myself having a hard time placing myself somewhere to stand on this spectrum. What is it I believe a women should/could/ought to do?

I went on the missreprestation website. Pretty cool. They have a clever campaign of #notbuyingit. They encourage people to, when they see adds that are straight up wrong, label it with the hashtag. I really like this, because now it is a thought. Every time I see something of women in the media, and I am like "Hey, that's not real." I can label it. Not only for everyone, but mostly for myself.

I find that I am very much wrapped up in what I look like. I have completely bought into the idea that I am only as powerful as I am good looking. I remember talking to my dad about future careers. He asked me what my dream job would be. I said, "a Sports Analyst." He told me I should go for it. I respond with a laugh. "Dad, I am not pretty enough. They don't want to look at me." Shame on me. When did I learn to believe that?

At this point in my life, I find myself married, happy... just great. I am, however, very aware of what I eat and how much I work out. I am thinner now than when I was in high school. I do that on purpose. I refused to gain weight after my marriage. I would not be "one of those." Who are "those people" anyway? And - who am I to judge? What is my driving motivation to be thin? To look good? My husband loves me. He thinks I am beautiful no matter what. Who am I trying to please?

As of today, I'm not buying it. I am going to be a parent someday. I will have children growing up with media everywhere all the time. I will be a part of the solution. How am I to teach my sons and daughters the value of people as people, as children of god, when I am wrapped up in how I look and how other people look? I can lead by example. I will not promote the idea that women's power come from what their bodies have to offer. And my sons will be taught to value people as people, not as objects.

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  1. Saige, you are SO pretty!! I would totally watch you on ESPN or something!

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  2. Very Good Saige :) I hope that you have taken as much time telling yourself what you are...Talented! and Beautiful!

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  3. Loved this post. Its important to focus on inner beauty and WHY we are doing things for outward beauty. You are great!

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