Every physical transgression gets a prize and that prize is ridicule.
Just in case a photographer would like to follow me around to try to get humiliating close-ups of me looking less than perfect, I’m going to save them some money.
Here are my grey roots:
And – bonus! – you can also see the lines on my forehead, my eye-bags and my pigmentation. So there.
Obviously, no photographer or media outlet gives a hoot about my grey hair so I haven’t saved anyone any money really. I am not famous.
But Kate Middleton – and other female celebrities – are all constantly subjected to this shitty shoot-and-shame papparazzi treatment by media organisations gleefully looking for any possibly gotcha moment that could be used to humiliate them.
No make-up? Unshaved legs? A wrinkly knee? Too much Botox? Not enough Botox? CELLULITE? Stretch marks? Crow’s feet? Too skinny? Pregnant and looking it? Pregnant and not looking it? Saggy boobs? Obvious boob job?
Here are just a few (less than choice) examples: (Post continues after gallery).
Every physical transgression gets a prize and that prize is public ridicule.
There’s this invisible line that as women we must all walk. Not too fat. Or thin. Definitely not too old. Not trying too hard or not hard enough. It’s endless and impossible. I can’t think of a single woman who walks it successfully according to the media.
I have a few friends who are routinely stalked by papparazzi.
These men (almost always men) try to get photos of them looking dishevelled or fat. They follow them to the supermarket, to schools and playgrounds with their kids, to the beach.
It’s far worse when they’re pregnant, they tell me. That’s when ‘bump-watch’ turns almost obsessive and the price paid for shots of these famous women looking ‘normal’ sky-rockets.
They rarely complain publicly.
In the scheme of things, in the context of people dying or losing their jobs or enduring actual hardship, it seems petty and ungrateful. Petulant and precious. So they suck it up.