Come See How Good I Look

I apologize for the delay in this blog post but my birthday and Spring Break have been, as you could imagine, exhausting.

While walking the Daytona Beach the other day, I had a thought. As I had been researching my grand Floridian adventure, all of the pictures in advertisements had been of individuals with remarkable six-packs carved by Michelangelo himself and bronzing that made them appear to be raisins in the sun.

Then I looked down at my "healthier" (a.k.a. "heftier") physique and realized that I would not be in the next ad campaign for Florida. But then again, as I looked around, many of my cohorts were in the same boat.

Why do these ads have to sell us unrealistic images of what our society looks like? Do we really feel that we will become more attractive if we go where the beautiful people are supposed to be?

Check out a clip from the infamous Bod Body Spray commercials to see what I'm talking about. I always get upset when people video tape me playing soccer shirtless.