It may seem like I have something against Mrs. Victoria Beckham, aka Posh Spice. I mean, I find myself writing about her more than I ever thought possible, since she never really appeared on my radar until I began writing for this site. But for some reason, I cannot stop myself, and while what I write is usually not positive, I am sure that she lives by the classic showbiz mantra, “There is no such thing as bad publicity.” Well, perhaps if you are Britney Spears that doesn’t apply. But pretty much everyone else is fair game.
Now, I understand that the shirt that David Beckham is wearing is a charity collaboration between Posh and Marc Jacobs that will benefit New York University’s Interdisciplinary Melanoma Cooperative Group. I think that raising money for a worthy cause is a wonderful thing. And while part of me wishes it will make a lot of money, another part is thinking, I am sick of seeing this woman in various states of undress.
She has three boys, and does she not realize that classmates (especially fellow boy classmates) can tease? That they can say, “Heh, heh, I’ve seen your mum naked!” and 99.9 times out of 100, that would be a big, fat lie. But in the case of the junior Beckhams, it would be absolutely true. Am I the only one who sees something wrong with that? And more cringe-inducing, it is Dad who is wearing naked mummy out in public. Well, I take that back. Strangers with naked Mummy on their chests might qualify as worse.
Can I be the only one who thinks that moms like Pam Anderson and Cindy Margolis, who are famous for their abundant and purposely displayed sex appeal, are giving their children a plethora of yucky issues to deal with in their lives? More than the normal plethora of yucky issues that kids have to deal with?
Or does that fact that Mommy’s sexiness provides them with an enviable lifestyle make up for all that?
My son may not live in an enormous mansion, or get to jet around the world, or even recieve a quarter of the material goods that those children probably do. But, he will never have to worry about his friends downloading a video of his mom doing the nasty or buying a magazine with me half-naked and in a compromising position with his half-naked dad.
I’m thinking he’d see it as a fair trade.
Yeah, so I’m a bit of a prude. Maybe even a bit old-fashioned. And yes, judgmental. Wanna make something of it? I’ll be glad to meet you out back to “discuss” it. Just make sure you’ve got all your clothes on.