So I saw this photo of Kim Kardashian floating around online today and I felt uneasy. Not just because it looked slightly similar to my own prom dress, but also because something about it seemed wrong. I couldn’t put my finger on it until I started looking through her other twitpics.
And then I figured it out.
This dress shows no cleavage. It barely shows any collarbone. After years of seeing every part of Kim Kardsashian’s body shoved in our face, it’s strange to see her so covered up. So modest and so prude. A little more coverage could have made her an honorary Duggar for the day. Does she even have knees? I wouldn’t be able to tell from this photo.
Not when I’m more use to photos like this one below.
You know, photos that remind in that playtime also equals boobs in the face time.
Photos about being ready to work out that allude to no signs of being ready to work out.
And photos where she’s the only one who needs her cleavage to help her row.
So while I’m not sure what it means that NOT seeing Kim Kardashian’s boobs makes me feel uncomfortable, but it probably doesn’t bode well for society. Or at least for my morals.