Unlike the women in the real Dove ads, the women in this parody disagree with the psychology experiment. Here is a room full of women who are actually comfortable with their appearances — and not just because a gimmicky science trick told them they should be. It’s a refreshing take on marketing and a reminder that outside the bright-white walls of Dove’s “Real Beauty” world, not every woman believes she is a hideous monster.
my brother and sister for sure.
or my dad. but not them together.
in fact my dad would be better omg.
A CAT A FREAKING CAT GETS A STAR ON THE HOLLYWOOD WALK OF FAME AND I’M SITTING HERE WORKING MY BUTT OFF TRYING TO GET THROUGH COLLEGE AND MAKE A STANDARD LIVING AND THIS CAT MAKES A FROWNY FACE AT A CAMERA AND GETS A FRICKING HOLLYWOOD STAR NOPE NO I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THAT
What’s the difference between romantic and sexual? If you don’t know that google it.
I thought I was going to do homework…. @catsofinstagram #kappalove
Why can’t there be a male hooter’s equivalent where male servers are shirtless and highly sexualized for their bodies and looks
Male Strip clubs. You’re thinking of male strip clubs.
No. Not a male strip club. A strip club is a strip club. I want a place called Cahones where waiters wear Speedos and are forced to stuff if they don’t fill out their uniform well enough. I want them to giggle for my tips. I want it to be so normalised and engrained in our culture that women bring their daughters there for lunch (because whaaaaaat the wings are good! Geeze sensitive much?) where they’ll give playful little nudges like, “Wouldn’t mind if you dad had those. Heh heh heh.” that their daughters don’t even understand but will absorb and start to assume is just the normal way grown up women talk about grown up men. I want to playfully ask my waiter if I can have extra nuts on my salad and for him to swat my arm with an Oh, you because he knows if he doesn’t his manager will yell at him. I want other men to pretend to like going there so I think they’re cool. I want to go to Cahones during my lunch break at work and when I come back and tell the other women in the office where I went they chuckle slightly and the men around us suddenly feel self conscious and they don’t know why.
oh god i just remembered that time Ryan Seacrest tried to high five a blind guy