Where some women might criticize Sydney Sweeney, I praise her. The memory that solidified her identity in my mind and my admiration for her was the Ford ad. She renovated a vintage 19(69?) pastel-blue Ford F-150. All in her denim one piece, with her breasts peaking through her white cotton low-cut top. She’s a beautiful woman with interests coinciding with those of men. Insert a shrug?
What is a “Pick-Me”? To my understanding, it is a woman whose priorities lie with validating men. They step on women’ s toes and jump to unzip the jeans of the kind with coveted pockets.
“Pink is such a girly color Ewww cooties haha Taylor Swift sucks too. Let’s listen to ZZ Top while I change your tire. Do you like how unassuming I’m dressed while showing the right amount of cleavage? Want a blowjob and a cold one from the fridge?
I’ve met a handful, and they are usually the proudest feminists in the room. Equipped with a compliment for every babe, fortunate or not, while uttered in the same fashion as Regina George.
I carefully selected the word “handful” because I think it is a heavy accusation to make. Smooth transition into our topic!
Through the grapevine I’ve heard this said about myself. Oh but darling I am just on the road to becoming the female Casanova, of both women and men. “We shadow box and double cross, yet need the chase.” The chase consumes me, and I am excruciatingly self-aware. So I see how it looks.
But calling someone a “Pick-Me” looks much worse to me.
It seems very insecure. Even in the case that a woman is such a thing- what the hell does it matter? Oh but I can hear it.
“We are not being jealous misogynists! Sydney Sweeney was clearly posed next to her grand-uncle wearing a Freedom250 shirt at her grandparents’ Fourth of July bash this year. Did you not see how joyous she looked posed next to the flag of the United States of America? She is a traitor!?”
I think people have not accepted that their identities are completely derived from the algorithms they are in tempestuous, parasitic relationships with. Anything aesthetic or likeable is then assumed to be a calculated move stolen from the content they personally consume.
Oh yes, everything I do is for the validation of man. It would be comically ignorant and so uneducated of me; SO revealing of my lack of higher-education, of Simone de Beauvoir, of Shera “sprinkle-sprinkle” Seven- to express a thought that coincidentally appeals to man.