I think what the locals would prefer is a chubby, rose cheeked middle aged woman with a down-home smile baking a pie
It's funny, I was thinking at some point yesterday, of comparing these pictures of Ms. Szoka to some I have of my wife. My wife, I have to admit, is very much not supermodel material. Yet, she easily achieves a very friendly, pleasant, appealing expression on her face, that makes pictures of her in which she shows such an expression far more attractive and appealing than any of the pictures in this shoot of Ms. Szoka.
Doing a Google Image search for “Marlena Szoka” reveals that she seems to specialize in exactly the sort of harsh, unappealing facial expressions which completely ruin what would otherwise be a very beautiful face. There are a very few pictures that come up in that search, where she appears more relaxed, that show how beautiful she is capable of being, but most have pretty much the same sort of harsh, ugly, unappealing expressions shown in Mr. Kanarek's pictures.
So here's my wife,
“a chubby, rose cheeked middle aged woman with a down-home smile”. I think you have to admit that in these pictures,she looks more appealing and inviting than any of the pictures of Ms. Szoka in Mr. Kanarek's shoot, or the vast majority of them to be found elsewhere online; though admittedly, my wife couldn't possibly compete with those very rare pictures in which Ms. Szoka is shown deigning to smile.
I'm now reminded of the one time I watched one of Victoria's Secret's annual Christmas Lingerie shows on TV. It featured their usual models, who usually look very appealing, but for some reason, on this show, they all wore the same angry, unpleasant,
“Don't you dare look at me, you disgusting sexist pig!” expression, which pretty much ruined the entire effect. If they had deigned to smile, they would have been very beautiful. Well, except one. The best explanation I can come up with for that one was that the producers of this show went to Ethiopia, dug up the rotting corpse of some poor young women who had died in the great famine that happened there about ten or twenty years before, got a witch doctor to animate it as a zombie, dressed it up in lingerie, and paraded it around on the stage with the other models. I much later learned that the name of the grotesque skeletal undead thing that they used in this show is “Alek Wek”, and for some reason, this thing is regarded in some circles as one of the more beautiful supermodels. Not being into necrophilia, I just don't see the appeal there at all.
I guess the more I think of it, the more sense my wife's theory makes, that the fashion industry is dominated by homosexual men who have a deep hatred of women; and that this hatred is often clearly visible in much of the photography that comes out of this industry.
