The things you fight about when you've known each other since before you could read. Good LORD.
We just got into a fight about this:
Go ahead and read it, I'll wait
Me: Look at all the crap they did to this photograph.
Him: Those are two different photographs. Look at all the things that are different.
Me: Uh, no shit, that's the POINT. They made her plastic and unreal, like an idealized teenager.
Him: Yeah, I believe they do that, but not here. These are clearly two different pictures.
Me: What the hell? Let me explain to you exactly how they do this. It's called Photoshop.
Him: But her body's all different!
Me: Point, meet husband.
Him: Two different pictures.
Me: Fine. Nevermind. Forget I mentioned it.
Him: What? I'm not allowed an opinion?
Me: Yes you are, and I'm telling you you're wrong.
ARG!
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Did your head hurt after pounding it against that brick wall?
Ack! Yes! Good thing his butt's so cute.
My husband actually forwarded this to me yesterday. Thankfully he knew better than to argue with me about how I feel about magazines doing this to women.
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