Miss Universe? More like Miss Objectified Stereotype
So Rachael Finch came fourth in this year’s Miss Universe. Let’s get one thing straight: there’s only reason we put so much store in this vacuous bit of exhibitionism in Australia, and that’s Jennifer Hawkins.
Look at this picture. Any competition that presents an image of women from Ecuador as straw-hat wearing lovelies who carry carry around bananas and tribal masks deserves nothing but opprobrium.
Other dresses in the “national costume” section of the competition are similarly clownish stereotypes. Ostensibly they’re supposed to celebrate the diversity of the competition - but Miss Panama ends up looking like she’s being eaten by a cartoon monster from the internet, and Miss Bahamas ends up looking like a giant yellow peacock (sorry - no link, take my word for it). It might be funny, if it wasn’t so crass.
I have no issue with the girls who enter. Many of them are looking for a break, a way into a career, or just trying to have some honest fun.
But the competition represents the worst of the many ways in which beautiful women are regarded as at their best when all standing in a row, smiling, in bikinis.
These days you’d be hard pressed to find anyone with a bad word to say about Hawko. She’s gorgeous, down to earth, hard working, graceful, and held in the highest esteem by people around the country. She’s “our Jen”, but much more so than “our Nicole” - she has her feet on the ground, and you imagine you’d have no trouble getting on with her.
Hawkins was discovered by Miss Universe. Fair enough. It doesn’t change the fact that it’s a silly and demeaning event.
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