Oscar Boob Watch—A Trend Towards Flattening?
The Oscars bring out my shallow side. I can't help it. I, like millions of Americans, tune in largely to look at the dresses. Who is wearing what and how. Oh sure, if something truly substantive actually happened, I'd notice, but this Hollywood love/marketing/fashion fest has been pretty short on content lately, and an evening devoted to celebrating the musical did not bode particularly well for intellectual stimulation. So this year's telecast provided an easy evening to multi-task while keeping half an eye on the proceedings. I missed the opening number where Seth McFarlane mentioned boobs, sophomoric, I know, but I had my own Oscar boob observation this year. It seemed that big boobs and cleavage were not so much front and center, so to speak. Many of Hollywood's most glamorous women—Jennifer Garner, Jennifer Lawrence, Charlize Theron—seemed to be wearing dresses that intentionally, perhaps even painfully, flattened their bosom. Ample-breasted beauties like Halle Berry and Salma Hayek downplayed their much-adored anatomical treasures. Anne Hathaway was a little out of step—one hears that she is in general—but let's just call her the exception that proves the rule.
It wasn't long ago when it seemed to be a given that if you weren't born with big enough breasts you'd never work in showbiz without implants. It was Barbie-body or bust, the kind that some minuscule percentage of the population is actually born with. And all the not-so-subtle body image messages filtered down to the masses, while millions of young girls looked at themselves in the mirror and found themselves lacking. I'm a mom now, of teenage girls. We talk about bodies a lot. There's no escaping it. We're not Amish—there are a a lot of media messages about what's beautiful to wade through—all the time. And there's just growing up,and wondering what sort of woman, and yes, what shaped woman you're going to be.
So, while I hope there wasn't too much pain or actualy corseting involved in getting into, and keeping these Oscar-evening strapless numbers aloft, I kind of appreciated the new sleaker silhouette where it was okay to be flat-chested.
Of course, it's not have lines on your face, or look old. That's another matter altogether.