The latest cover of Women’s Fitness Rx magazine features an image of a woman so preternaturally hairless, poreless, and proportioned, I’d swear on my mother’s beehive she’s not a woman at all but rather a computer-generated approximation.
And in a manner of speaking, I’d be right.
Check out this link to see just how much a photographer or editor can be asked to “retouch” photos.
Then say a word or two of apology to your own body for the years you’ve spent accusing it of inadequacy.
Then go out and buy Photoshop and edit the shit out of every photo of yourself you own. Why should the fitness models have the corner on the hottie market?
Where’s that baby picture, it was around here somewhere…
Often times I look at magazine covers and critique them. Knowing what is done to the photos, I like to see if I can spot it.
Also, I wonder what goes on when a photoshopped model hooks up with someone? Does their partner gasp at their normalness?
Amaya, I’ve wondered the same thing. Must be wierd to have that kind of thing hanging over you. “Will he dump me when he finds out I have pores?”
Whats good for the goose…
Did you see the artists About Me page?
Delightful. And *thank you* for posting the link.