The Green Eyed Monster Posts

The big thing this week was the Sidney Sweeney outrage.

Others have posted on it, some probably better than me, like BCE, Filthie, and Didact.

PJW had the best take:

I love the Indian woman in this video that says she was triggered because the video brought her back to when she was an ugly teen and those hot models on commercials made her feel ugly. Uh…They’re models. Selling clothing. You aren’t. So what?

I guess these types like to see the morbidly obese black women in these things so they can think to themselves that they are supermodels compared to the slob on the screen.

First thing that got the perennial malcontents to the auditorium for the two minutes hate is that it’s a cute white woman. There aren’t any blacks. Not even a boyfriend. Hell, the commercial was notable to me for that one reason. I don’t think I’ve seen a commercial in years without some sort of vibrancy.

Then, they started gibbering about eugenics.

I missed something here. Was Sidney Sweeney genetically altered? Or was it just her mom was pretty too? I think American Eagle just used her for the ads. I don’t think they had her built.

This is just envy, clear and simple. There’s a reason that the Catholic Church sees this as a deadly sin – it’s poisonous. Look how it has all of them losing their shit. BTW – If you doubted that it’s envy – in the video is Beyonce, with the lightened skin and blonde wig-hat. I see ‘women of color’ all the time in ridiculous blonde, straight hair wigs. None with any concept of natural beauty and working with what God gave you.

On some level, I don’t blame them. What’s the first thing a black athlete does when he gets a contract? Gets a hot blonde girl, that’s what. They are preferred over these homely harridans. Ever hear the term “Eyes on the prize?”. That’s the context I heard it first.

Sydney Sweeney is a cute woman with a smokin’ body, and they hate that she’s being shown ina fashion ad, just like it used to be back in the day. They are aiming for a market, and it isn’t fugly perennial malcontents.

How do these women deal with prettier women in their daily lives? Because where I live, Sydney Sweeney is ordinary. You can see hotter than her any given day in Starbucks around here, and especially north in Plano, Allen, or Frisco. Women like her are ubiquitous. Hell, there were four of them eating lunch at the table next to me today.

They are the market. Get over it.


By the way, I have two pairs of American Eagle jeans. The Girl bought them for me. They fit well and are comfortable. Here I am in the blue pair:

Clearly, not as hot.