First things first.
Winners are grinners.
Emails are on the way!
I turned on the television for the boys this morning.
As the sound began and the screen faded in, I realised I was watching a morning show.
Morning shows. Where do I even begin?
What I will say is that in the three minutes it took me to find a DVD for the boys to watch, I heard some drivel about fashion.
Then I heard:
“She’s lost her mojo. I don’t know what’s going on with her. I don’t know if it’s the baby..”
And then I looked at the screen:
January Jones. Apparently losing her fashion mojo. Possibly because she had a baby.
As the DVD took it’s sweet time loading, I heard something to the effect of:
“She’s got the best body in the world. And she’s covered up like a school mum…”
And then I looked at the screen again:
Jessica Alba. Covered up like a school mum.
Within the space of 5 minutes I think these fashion commentators have set feminism back about 50 years.
Them and a certain morning show presenter from another channel who can’t understand why Mummy Bloggers don’t just play with their kids.
Now, don’t get me wrong.
I am by no means a fashion expert.
I don’t even follow fashion.
Unless by follow you mean the fashion trend is over and done with and I’m only just getting on the bandwagon.
I wear jeans, shorts, t-shirts, the odd pinafore and tights. Cardigans, flats, sandals/thongs.
Look, Jessica Alba does have an amazing body. I bet she works hard for it.
She is also a mother.
I bet she works hard at that as well.
But the implied derogatory statement here irks me beyond belief.
“She has the most amazing body. And she’s covered it up like a school mum.”
Because school mums don’t have amazing bodies.
And they should cover them up.
Are you freaking kidding me?
The only thing worse than implying that mothers of school children (or any children at all) should cover up, is the implication that because Jessica Alba has a good body she should be showing it off.
Why? Because as a woman her only worth is her good looks and rockin’ body?
Excuse me while I go drown myself.
In the other corner we have January Jones, with her baby-brain.
Which has ruined her fashion sense.
I guess all those hormones are going to the part of her brain responsible for choosing that dress.
Probably because she looks and (more importantly) feels freaking awesome.
And I have a feeling that the reason she looks and feels awesome because she works hard at that.
Fit, healthy, energetic and hot.
If I felt like that, I’d probably cartwheel down the red carpet in whatever someone told me to.
Let alone a designer dress.
So the lesson?
Whether women are mothers or not, I’m not sure it’s particularly wise to suggest that the problem with a celebrity’s choice of clothing is related to their newly acquired status as a mother.
Or that because a celebrity who is known for body is covered up, she should be relegated to the depths of despair in school yard fashion.
Or that she should be half naked.
It’s especially not wise, in my humble, Big W jeans wearing opinion, to spout this filth on morning television.
Where I would assume the majority of viewers are women. Mothers new and old.
Unless the aim was actually to further undermine the confidence of women across the nation.
In which case, do carry on.