So, I’ve been perusing the celebrity gossip sites today (so you don’t have to), and there’s a new breeze blowing across the land.
Remember how you had to be thin to make it in Hollywood?
Now, you’re pretty much hated if you are.
Take Sarah Jessica Parker. She’s sporting these muscle-only arms of late…and folks are having a field day. Not admiring the lack of flab or anything like that.
They are pretty much grossed out.
And then there’s Tina Fey. She’s been everywhere of late. “30 Rock” is the sitcom of the moment. Her movie “Date Night” with Steve Carell won the weekend box office. She hosted a hilarious episode of “Saturday Night Live.”
She’s also been sexing it up on all her magazine covers and even the photo bumps in Saturday’s SNL. But people want the frumpy Tina back…not this new, thin, mega-styled, air-brushed version.
Part of me applauds this grassroots call for real women to have real bodies. Whether or not Hollywood will respond is another thing altogether.
But I have to wonder: would any of these people calling for normalcy — if placed in the same position — be able to resist becoming a bit plastic themselves?
Heck, if I achieved stardom — if money was no object — I’m pretty sure I would find it hard to resist a bit of de-frumping.
Who am I kidding? I wouldn’t even put up a fight.