Would the most amazing female please come ahead? Elsie Scheel might not be whom you were expecting. Hailing from Brooklyn and weighing 171 pounds, she was five feet seven inches tall, making her a size 12/14 skirts at today’s Banana Republic. Fast forward a few years and you’ll find numerous ads from the 1930s, ’40s, and ’50s promoting weight-gain products for the much-pitied “Girls With ‘Naturally Skinny’ Figures” who, for some reason, couldn’t appear to attract a date.
Yes, you properly read that. It’s incomprehensible to your current ideal of beauty. My first thought while I hear stories like this is, I am a woman created! At some moment with some place ever sold, my body type might have been considered “most almost perfect.” Why couldn’t I have already been born then and there?
But, alas, I am a fifty-something female in the first twenty-first century and the very thought of being nominated as the utmost beautiful female only makes me giggle. Not merely gets the ideal image of beauty morphed through the years and generations, it also changes rapidly or to year, in one fashion season to another. The clothes, makeup products, today and hairstyles that were popular some time ago may be out of style.
The rules of beauty inside our modern culture are transient, fickle, and elusive. I don’t know about you, but I’d like the styles to carry still, even if only for a few moments, thank you very much. For no matter how enough time … Read the rest