Moroccan women are absolutely gorgeous. That is why there is all kinds of interest in my work group about "bringing back a souvenier". I'm learning more than I ever wanted to know about what it takes to marry a Moroccan woman here, bring her home to marry or get hitched elsewhere. Even down to the visa form numbers and the requirements and waiting times for each. Don't worry, Mike's mother. You're safe, so far.
I found out when I was scanning the supermarche shelves for facial cleanser that Moroccan women are just like American women. We want whatever we don't have in terms of natural beauty. It's a given that we'll either be perming our hair if it's straight or straightening it if it's curly at some time in our lives. So the only winners are the providers of those services, forever and ever, amen.
At home, we worship tanned bodies and faces. I have the skin cancers to prove it. Being a ghostly white redheaded girl who would kill for the skin most Moroccans have been blessed with, imagine my surprise at the plethora of skin care products available for "fairness"! Yes, they bleach. A lot. It must be very big business.
My massage therapist here last week must think I'm a bleaching experiment gone awry. "Look, she even bleaches her hands and feet and belly and butt..." Michael Jackson had nothing on me, baby. I'm a Freak in Afrique!
I found out when I was scanning the supermarche shelves for facial cleanser that Moroccan women are just like American women. We want whatever we don't have in terms of natural beauty. It's a given that we'll either be perming our hair if it's straight or straightening it if it's curly at some time in our lives. So the only winners are the providers of those services, forever and ever, amen.
At home, we worship tanned bodies and faces. I have the skin cancers to prove it. Being a ghostly white redheaded girl who would kill for the skin most Moroccans have been blessed with, imagine my surprise at the plethora of skin care products available for "fairness"! Yes, they bleach. A lot. It must be very big business.
My massage therapist here last week must think I'm a bleaching experiment gone awry. "Look, she even bleaches her hands and feet and belly and butt..." Michael Jackson had nothing on me, baby. I'm a Freak in Afrique!
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