Lex Jurgen - January 13, 2017
Every time Serena Williams introduces a new women's fashion line or accessory, it's hard not to be wrenched back to childhood when mom made you tell your aunt how much you loved your new unsightly Christmas sweater. It was a make work project for the people of Bulgaria. You and the rest of the sane world recognized boys don't wear fluffy red sweaters unless begging for a molestation.
Serena Williams promoted her new line of bras for women like her, so, absolutely no other women, with a powerful pose-down. Commentators paid to feel excited competed over how many times they could use the word "beautiful" or "sexy". Like how adorable children throw flowers at dictators during totalitarian military parades.
In Serena Williams you have an anomaly of gender science. There aren't many women who can standing jump to the third floor of buildings. Has the thought ever occurred to sell muscle powders at GNC? Who wants to look like Serena Williams isn't a question for women looking to feel feminine and desired, it's a question for skinny picked on teen boys looking to go Charles Atlas by any means possible. This unholy ruse ends never. There are far too many enablers.
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