Face it, you’re a Barbie girl living in Ken’s world.

Guys are fantastic because girls are plastic.

Every girl is plastic and you’d be lying to yourself if you said you weren’t. Or at least all men see us that way. The only accessory us women need to complete our outfit is “Made in America” tattooed on the bottom of our foot. Maybe we should do it… You know, so we can say we started the latest fashion trend, which also explains our sole existence; produced to serve others.

I’m sorry, is that too far? Maybe, but if nothings “too far” or “too out there” then it won’t be noticed. We all know society is continuously changing, but no one said it’s changing for the better. I mean for goodness sake- Donald Trump (you know the guy that owns a couple hotels and a couple of wavy hairpiece’s) is running for president.

I write this to show other women our current status in today’s society and identify that a written law for equal rights hasn’t changed any behavior. Real change can only occur if we stop these stereotypes and no longer allow Ken’s to treat us like Barbie’s.

Sadly, the one consistency since George Washington cut down his cherry tree, is that all women of all races and color haven’t received full rights. I know you’re probably reading this and are ready to prove me wrong with a single picture of America’s laws and how it clearly states women are guaranteed the same rights as men. Yeah well, Marguerite R. Waller points out that even though we have full rights one paper, all of our rights aren’t given to us on a daily basis. They only serve to acknowledge our presence (basically to get us to shut the hell up). The law understands violence as male power, and for this reason will do anything to protect their almighty Zeus-like power. When needed to put into action, a woman’s guaranteed rights vanish through the cracks of the courtroom and into the dark corner of a prison cell, *cue Justin Bieber’s “Where Are You Now That I Need You”.*

I never thought too hard about equal rights, knowing it’s says in writing that I have the same rights as any man. Yet, as I grew up and began to face the world on my own and without the protection of my mother did I see that I’m surrounded by men who ignore my rights and treat me as their property, and that I owe them something everyday. Men like dad’s, guy friends, boy friends, and male professors look at all of us as plastic. At that point might as well wear a maid outfit while getting the tattoo on my foot.

I’m not hear to blame the average male, I mean it It’s not entirely their fault that society has setup these standards that they must live up to. Just as we’re “Barbie” they’re all a bunch of “Ken’s”. Popped straight out of the womb expecting to be handsome, masculine, powerful, smart, and we can’t forget about the maintaing the baseball-douche persona. It’s partly a woman’s fault that we let them continue to act this way.

The problem reigns before Jurassic-Park-time, when our government set laws for all male’s to be the leaders (survivors of the fittest as philosopher Darwin would say) and for all women to encourage their power. No matter what is written in our countries laws, things will never change until we act on it ourselves.

I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of living in plastic world and judging from the end of the film Mean Girls, Regina George would agree with me. Being a “plastic” isn’t all that great especially when you’re life is anything, but fantastic.

We need to stop believing that the governement can ennact change. nothing will change if we don’t start with ourselves and how we let others perceive us.