We pause in our Halloween costume coverage for some breaking news: Sydney Sweeney wore a sexy dress. In public.
It’s not a costume–or is it? Maybe it’s a costume called Fuck you, I’m hot. Because the girl knows what she’s doing. There’s a lot of people upset that her dress is so clingy and see-through. (And of course there are many people quite happy that it is so clingy and see-through.)
We can’t get into Sydney’s head, but the way she dresses and the scenes she chooses to shoot make us think she gets it. This whole “life” thing: You only go around once. Sydney is in her fertile prime right now; evolutionary forces have worked their magic to make her maximally attractive to males of the species. Because this is how the species propagates. We are not wired to reproduce by instinct; we need to be enticed with aesthetics and pleasure. Sydney’s body sends an ancient message to the caveman brain: Put a baby in me, Fred Flintstone.
She will not always be this maximally appealing. Time will take its toll, her body will change. She may be carrying those things around in a wheelbarrow a few decades hence. But she will always have the glamorous sexy pictures, and the nude scene movie footage. She will always be able to look back on extensive documentation of just how maximally breedable she was in her prime.
Don’t like it? Think it’s vulgar or self-objectifying or conceited of her to wear this dress to an event? Fuck you, I’m hot.
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