Y U Mad Tay?: Why I Hate Kim Kardashian

Lawd, Geezus, it’s a fire! Kim Kardashian is on the cover of Vogue! Light the pitch forks!!

All the controversy and its not even one of Kim K's best pictures

I think seeing Kim K’s airbrushed faced on the cover of what is considered the “Holy Book of Fashion” was the final nail in the popular culture coffin for a lot of people. Looking deeper into it, the fact that people place a bounded publication on such a pedestal that they are ready to riot in the street over a face that popular culture has seared with a scarlet letter being placed on the cover is part of the reason why the Kardashian’s are able to add on to their multimillion dollar empire in the first place.

As much as people would like to claim that the Kardashian clan are a group of talentless attention slores, the disappointing truth is that they have the same talent that  millionaires on wall street have. They have the same talentless talent that the CEO’s of billion dollar corporations have. It’s the talent of making money. Any intro course in marketing will teach you the sure way to be successful in selling is find a niche in the market and attack it.

The Kardashian niche just so happens to be the stupidity, the insecurities and the material values of the American culture. The Kardashian clan does nothing but eat from the same plate the billion dollar beauty industry eats from. The Kardashian Empire is nothing but a mirror of the values of the greatest country on earth.

And nobody saw anything wrong with this. smh

                 Now as much as I would like to type this from my intellectual, moral high horse, I too shuttered at the sight of seeing a Kardashian face on the cover of such a “prestigious” magazine.  A page that was exclusively reserved for the air brushed faces of the talented, the beautiful, the fashionable and the influential now being clouded by a reality star and main stream America’s most hated black man? GASP! But once again the Kardashian’s have forced my morals into contradiction. My feminist mind rejoiced at the fact that a beautifully curvy women, who did not fit America’s blonde haired, blue eyed standard of beauty was on the cover of fashion magazine with such prestige. My fist welding, black power mind applauded seeing an interracial couple on a magazine reserved for the “traditional”. Considering the last time a black man was featured on the cover was in reference to King Kong; seeing a black man, in a fine tailored suit made me smile.

                 I have made conscious attempts to reprogram my mind to not judge a woman by what she does with her own vagina. Deeming Kim K a whore for liking successful black men has always seemed annoyingly misogynistic and just a popular form of slut shaming. Hell, I love successful black men too. Get ya swerve on girl!  But I think it’s what Kim K represents that is so unsettling. My discomfort stems from the fact that she has done all she has accomplished and achieve a status of celebrity that a slutty black girl could never achieve. My irritation stems from the fact that not only one person; but a FAMILY of people with no royal bloodline can become this rich and famous without having one talent in their gene pool other than proper posing ability. My anger brews from how one woman, can single handedly reconfigure the American dream for young women. Little girls don’t want to own a home with a white picket fence and dog. No. Little girls want to be in music videos, and be on a realty show, and do playboy covers.  Instead of possibly owning these huge companies passing out multimillion dollar endorsements, we want to put our faces on the bottles of tanning oils, and other beauty products that help young women maintain the infamous unobtainable standard of beauty.

                 My frustration is not with Kim K and her family. Hell, if someone offered me a million dollars and some change to take my picture, I’d give em poses from all angles all day long.  My anger is with the culture that we have adapted to that allows a rich girl with a sex tape to be famous and idolized. This culture has made way for many to exploit themselves and their families for our entertainment and amusement. Exploitation = millions. Why should we be mad at Anna Wintour for adapting to our new moral standards. She has to pay for her NYC townhouse somehow. (Want to know how much the Editor-in-Chief at Vogue makes?) Just because a person is late to the party doesn’t mean the party hasn’t already started.

Side Note: All controversy aside, baby Nori West is the cutest!!!

Nori: "Yall know ya'll only got this cover because of me right?"

 

Look for the cover on the April 2014 issue of Vogue. Unless that online petition passes..smh