Bombarded with images of beautiful young women every day (what I like to call a particular Western "style" of woman...) at age 37 I'm starting to feel like I'm losing my value, my identity as feminine even... and I have to rethink everything that I took for granted as a twenty something.
If we pick away at the façade there are so many intricate layers....many would say that it is the fault of our culture- that we are fed images of beauty by someone else's hand and so therefore we are the product of what we 'eat' with our eyes.
But then where do we draw the line and decide that what we have been subjected to doesn't have to determine our own views or contributions back into our culture? When do we decide to take some responsibility realising that we are all a part of what we call "our culture" and therefore we all have a part in creating and re-creating it? And how do we do it?
little by little...here and there, we can add our voices to the pool of consciousness that is ever changing. Lily did it, and her voice is drawing many others with it...
