Ok. Let’s talk about Miley Cyrus
First, let me say that while I was writing this post, I had to scroll down the page far enough so that Miley’s terrifying tear face wasn’t staring at me. Terrifying.
Second, I would like to say, “Thank you Sinead.”
Even though her letter was written in extremes and she uses free-form thought to express opinions that should probably be very specifically tailored and presented, at the core of her open message to Miley Cyrus, Sinead O’Connor is right:
It is not ok for you to exploit your body to gain fame or change your image.
You are talented and worthy just for being who you are.
Anyone who tries to convince you otherwise, or profit from your wrongful exposure is not your friend.
It’s hard for our young women to grow up in today’s society.
We know that.
There are articles about it in the newspaper, we write about it in magazines, and there are songs specifically about body and self image.
But what about our women heroes?
I will admit, I am a Miley fan.
Not lately, but Party in the USA… that song is my jam. I’m not ashamed.
I dressed up as Miley for halloween in 2009.
Long brown wig. And I made my own t-shirt with puffy pain and iron-on jewels.
It was pink velvet letters that said party.
With the United States drawn around it.
And let me break this down for you–I was 24.
As a fully-formed (or nearly fully) human being, I was old enough at the time to realize that Miley wasn’t some kind of magical person. She was a girl, whose song I really liked.
I want to tell Miley that
she is talented
she is beautiful
she is a good performer
she is unique
and that she can do all of this on her own terms
with her clothes on.
Body image is a hard thing.
Self-love is even harder.
As women, I think it is essential that we live up to our full potential without objectifying our bodies.
There is nothing wrong with being beautiful or sexy, but Sinead is right:
“Real empowerment of yourself as a woman would be to in future refuse to exploit your body or your sexuality.”
I still like Miley Cyrus.
Because I like her music.
Do I think she is a little lost right now? Yes.
Do I wish she would love herself a little more? Yes.
And if I knew her as a person, I would put my arms around her and say, “You are beautiful. You are worth loving. You are talented. You do not have to be perfect.”
Because if I were lost I would want someone to do that to me.
Sinead’s letter isn’t the most well-written document,
but it’s one human soul reaching out to another in support.
And that makes my faith in humanity all the more strong.
So what can you to today to build up someone?
How can you improve a life and show love?
Now, go do it.