Victoria's Secret DISCLOSED
SHHHHHH, don't tell anybody, but, I know the secret.
It all started with a simple shopping spree. I had decided to
surprise my wife with a new purchase of special clothing
essentials from every man's dreamiest of feminine wardrobe
Yes, it was Victoria's Secret.
After spending a few hours there, I mean, a few minutes,
something became very apparent to me. It was very obvious to
anyone with a trained eye and the gift of observance. It became
very apparent that I was the only man in a store mainly
comprised of women who was shopping alone.
At that moment, I could sense it. Obviously, I was Ted Bundy,
Osama Bin Ladin and Sadam Hussein, all rolled into one.
Now, I'm being humorous, but every man who has embarked upon a
shopping mission such as this can empathize with me.
Should I get cotton? Should I get satin? Should I get silk? What
about lace? Of course, you have to touch the cloth and check the
size to find just the right purchase, which causes even more
feelings of suspicion as you lift each garment from the table it
is displayed on. "I sure hope they don't think I'm some kind of
pervert", I remember thinking.
After several, seemingly unapproachable moments, a young lady
decided she would close the chasm that existed between us and,
sheepishly I might add, ask if I needed some help. In this store
where every piece of clothing is practically of an intimate
nature, she assisted me in finding the sizes I needed.
Through all my humorous discomfort something began to dawn on
me. While I didn't go in on a mission of finding out what
Victoria's Secret "secret" is, I think this experience may have
Stay with me a few minutes and I will share with you what I
It is something that seems to have been misplaced in our
desensitized sexually liberated culture.
Let's say that someone walks up to you and hands you the keys to
two different cars. One of those cars is an old Subaru Justy and
the other a brand new Ferrari. Do you think you might handle the
Ferrari a little different than you would the Justy?
Of course you would, we all would.
We would probably wash the Ferrari a lot more. We would probably
make sure the Ferrari was garage kept. While we may let just
anybody drive the Justy, the Ferrari would be virtually
unattainable for anyone to drive.
What's the difference?
We always treat differently what we value.
That, I believe is Victoria's Secret, secret. For years this
franchise has made a living by placing high value on the female
anatomy. You can't experience a shopping escapade like the one
mentioned above, see all the colors and the different fabrics
designed to help a woman feel special, without seeing it.
I wonder, have we cheapened the human sexual experience and
personally lost the proper placement of value our creator has
given our bodies?
When we show little concern about how we place our bodies on
display. When we could care less about leaving anything to the
imagination. When our mentors are the people showing the most
Have we lost the issue of VALUE?
When program after program on TV reports teenagers engaging in
sexual conduct with multiple partners on the back of a school
bus. When high-school age kids are admitting to sexual
encounters in the double digits before they graduate. When human
sexuality is considered little different than an amusement park
scream machine that anyone and everyone can ride if they wish.
Have we lost the issue of VALUE?
Remember, we always treat differently what we value.
Are we failing to value sexual intimacy and the bonding it
brings to relationships? Are we failing to value the sacredness
and oneness such an act produces? Are we failing to realize the
lofty value our creator has given our bodies to be able to
anatomically take part in the creation process?
The next time somebody who belongs in a kennel (Snoop Dog) or
someone who belongs in a bag (Eminem), through music or actions
tries to impress upon you that "Girl's Gone Wild" actions are
where body dignity is found, remember "Victoria's Secret". Your
body has value, period.
The value you place on your body will be reflected in how you
Copyright 2004 by Stanley J. Leffew