Victoria Monet is so damn rude. We're on the eve of Halloween and heading into Thanksgiving and Christmas. Three times of year where we be eatin' non-stop. And then here she comes with a bop about keeping the booty tight.
Bitch. I-
I can't hate. This is a great song and it really touched me, my thighs and my booty.
Victoria's angle with this song is unique in a number of ways. First of all, she's ain't up in the gym just workin' on her fitness for a man. She's doing it for her damn self. Second of all, she's being frank that she worked hard for the body that she has, and that now she has it, she's gonna flaunt it.
Yes bitch. Serve all the cakes.
There are many songs from women in which they talk about their bodies and how they be lookin' tight 'n' right, but it's always framed as being for a man first. When the real tea is that we should all want to look our best for ourselves first and foremost. And 'best' does not immediately mean skinny. Another thing that I like Victoria was not insinuating with this song.
In a world where so many men and women see Kim Kardashian and Kylie Jenner as the ideal female body, I'm all too grateful for the likes of Victoria to come along and be in the line-up. Even in a world with Beyoncé, Naomi Campbell, Rihanna, Angela Bassett, Ciara and more besides, Kim and Kylie STILL be 'the ideal' across the board for many. Definitely a skin thing. And what's even more tragic about this Kim and Kylie obsession, is that every part of their body that folk are obsessed with ain't even real. They be out here making out like all they do is drink flat tummy tea for their figures, and they've got girls out here buying that shit, starving themselves and doing all sorts of fuckery to attain a body that's been cosmetically enhanced. And men's views of beauty is completely skewed as a result.
There's absolutely nothing wrong with cosmetic surgery. Do you how you wanna do you. But it's not always an option for people, because of the cost or maybe because some people just don't like the thought of going under the knife. And it perpetuates that beauty can only be bought. That's not something that young kids in particular should be made to think or solely aspire to.
It also speaks to a wider narrative that black women always have to prove their track record and all of their successes, where-as white women and the un-melanated do not. Beyoncé walks out in a dress with the ass fat, the waist thin and the titties sittin', and folk was talk about how she must be wearing pads, she musta got her titties done, shit is fake. But Jennifer Lopez can walk around with a booty that ain't even that big and nobody questions it. Then on the flip-side, Kim Kartrashian can walk out in an unflattering dress looking like the inn keeper in Skyrim and all people do is talk about the dress. But Rihanna walks out in an outfit that highlights the thiccness and she gets called pregnant and fat.
Chile.
Thank you Victoria for not only dropping an anthem about loving your body, but allowing yourself to enjoy it because you worked hard for it. And showing people that it's okay to love yourself, be proud of hard work that you be putting in, and that beauty is not tethered to one particular shade or body shape.
And let's not front. Men can take something away from this song too. Not just in regards to women and their bodies, but also our own. Us men have the same issues with our image and self-acceptance of our bodies that women do - we just talk about it far less and behind closed doors.
I'm out here trying drop 2 waists sizes, because these thighs be making life difficult.
Victoria. You've inspired me girl. And I better see an album in 2020.
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