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“Joy Lin got hired after interning. Joy Lin knows Photoshop.” Girls

So like a few weeks ago when I was at the gym I saw on Wendy Williams this high school girl who started a vlog in protest of teen magazines using Photoshop. Something or another about real beauty… Then I read somewhere that they were planning to picket outside the Teen Vogue offices. And then, I read on Twitter that it totally went down. They picketed that shit. And then they were snubbed. By the editor in chief. Who is probably really ugly unPhotoshopped too, but whatever.

I just have to say that I’m really over the whole down with Photoshop movement. Like its been addressed– all magazines, and nearly every other image based enterprise out there edits their pictures. All of them. All the time. Can’t we build a bridge and get over it already? Like at this point, who the fuck cares? I’ll have my stars with makeup, airbrushing and Photoshop please. Don’t you see enough mediocre, un-doctored humans in your everyday life? I do. Thats what makes magazines so chic. They’re not the norm. But a microcosm of shiny, flawless beauty. They inspire. If you feel depressed after reading them then, maybe it’s time to see a therapist. Or a personal trainer. Magazines are whimsical. And imaginative. And filled with fixed pics. Cover to cover. If you leave with a negative self image, I’m pretty sure you had it before opening W. And if you feel to have been the victim of Bazaar’s “ideals of beauty,” its because you never had any to begin with. Or you’re like really impressionable.

Besides, there are plenty of “real” people and pictures out there to look at. Facebook. Tumblr. Montana. I should start a movement to Photoshop their regularity, just because I’m tired of it. And like all I’m saying is that, by caring about the Photoshopped few whom you’ll probably never meet, more so than the regular masses you encounter on the street, is just reinforcing their supremacy from which you are working against. You’re in high school. Perhaps start your own glossy with all of your curly haired baby weighted friends, see how well that sells. Maybe start an activism group that promotes tolerance or saves the polar bears. Or just go get fucked up and lose your virginity like the rest of us did. I mean, you’ve basically been black listed from every chic industry at this point so you might as well learn to give great head. Start the healing and stop fucking with magazines.

Image courtesy of HollywoodDame