IN WHICH I CONSIDER: YOU CAN NEVER BE TOO RICH OR TOO THICK.
In America, then, the Goddess rarely gets her props — except famously from some men of color who admire larger or even jumbo women, as extolled in rap music. Regrettably, many guys continue to adhere to the unthreatening, asexual female stick figures which apparently do not challenge their fragile masculinity. A revolution shaking us to our foundations — our very brassieres — has been in order for a long time, for women here to invoke the Divine Feminine and claim their birthright of a full-on, hot female body.
But now, hallelujah, in the last few years, big busts are not only the ideal — witness the explosion in boob jobs, and the popularity of Sophia Vergara and Kate Upton — jeez, a fashion model — but the bottom line has been gaining preeminence, too, right here in the USA! Songs about big butts abound in popular music, while the capacious, natural ass of Jennifer Lopez — a Goddess par excellence — has gotten the public used to the desirability of junk in the trunk. Meanwhile, the Brazilian Butt Lift has plastic surgeons working overtime, the callipygian calculus of cultural icons like Kim Kardashian stretching not just her Spanks but our aesthetic attitudes. Why, the trend has even reached freak show levels in cheeky Nikki Minaj.
The models in the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition aren’t necessarily skinny anymore, rocking rack and back like we haven’t seen since the sixties replaced our voluptuous Fifties bushes with barren Twiggies. Meanwhile, the sensation created by the sensational hourglass on Christina Hendricks decrees only Mad Men would be impervious to that fertility figure. The Divine Feminine has returned to be worshipped and revered as she deserves, as the hourglass runs out on the fascism of skinny, desiccated asexuality, and not a moment too soon.
The Goddess is not only back: Baby Got Back.
Yours truly,
