It's not just "Star Wars" we're supposed to be into. "Star Wars" is just a symptom of a larger problem -- a problem that encompasses Ghostbusters, Batman, Spiderman and all other superheroes, video games of all kinds, comic books and anything else that's typically the domain of sunlight-starved, socially awkward boys and men.
Today's '"hot girl" doesn't spend her time getting manicures or working out at the gym. She's not even the laid-back, sports-loving everywoman ala Cameron Diaz in "There's Something About Mary."
Nope, she just likes to play World of Warcraft. Allegedly.
At Asylum,the men's site where I previously worked, a sexy photo shoot meant "Hot Chicks Reading Comic Books!" "Hot Chicks Playing Video Games!" and "Hot Chicks Dressed as Wonder Woman!" ad naseum. Olivia Munn and Felicia Day have made careers for themselves by exhibiting their love of geek culture alongside their more traditional physical assets. Maxim and Playboy both have female video game columnists who pose in their underwear with controllers artfully covering their boobies. There's a new nerd-themed burlesque show seemingly every week. Did we really need a sexy C-3PO?
It's not that I have anything against those things. They just play no significant role in my life. Since I'm still learning there are other kinds of attention than sexual, however, being hot does play a huge role in my life. So, I kind of fake it.
Hence the custom doll of myself in a Leia bikini pictured here. I got it for an article, but I could have put myself in any outfit in the world, and I chose the most iconic geek outfit of all times. Why? Not because I love "Star Wars." It's the "sexy" choice, and I like attention.
And I daresay I'm not the only one pretending.
I know from experience that any time you dare to admit that maybe, possibly, not that many women spend their time beating multiplayers and writing Luke-Leia fan fiction, people, mostly women who do like those things, get pissed off.
But just because some women like video games doesn't mean we're not looking at a cultural takeover by the ultimate juvenile male fantasy -- a hot woman who will like doing all the exact same things that he likes doing, with the only concession to femininity being her heaving, exposed breasts. Finally, he can date himself with a vagina!
So, look, I admit it. I didn't see any of the "Star Wars" movies until I was 21. I don't really like playing video games, especially modern ones that let you move anywhere because I get lost and don't know what I'm supposed to be doing. I don't buy comics. And while we're at it, I don't like sports either. I don't necessarily like all the same things the men I know do, and I don't expect them to like everything I'm into.
Can I still be attractive please?