When she’s not running around with
Iron Man Jaden Smith and causing the Internet to explode by wearing a revealing white dress, Kylie Jenner keeps up appearances on the Internet. She and sister Kendall, while somewhat obnoxious, are still the least headache-inducing of anybody in the entire Kardashian fame cult (and given the circumstances, it will likely be difficult for them to upheave the rest of their relatives). When she does something on social media, people tend to freak out quite a bit, even if it’s totally innocuous like wearing a new lipstick or being in pajamas. Today, the topic is Kylie’s selfie from last night. And for those of you who majored in Creative Writing in college (oh hey, useless degree brethren!), we’re also supposed to figure out ~*what it means*~.
On Thursday, Kylie posted this image:
The caption: “my monogamy it bothers you.” Now, I just assumed these were song lyrics (though a quick Google search turned up nothing), but everybody’s freaking out about their own theories on Kylie’s hidden message. And by “hidden message” I mean “something she probably typed out in like 5 minutes in the passenger seat on the way to In N Out.”
Now, as I referenced in the title, lots of places are deeming this selfie “racy,” but where her white dress photo’s controversy seemed odd to me, I kind of get why this one is considered on the risque side: the pose. I’ve never been a big fan of fashion’s fondness to have models crawling all over the floor, but it’s especially unsettling to see a 16-year-old girl lying on her back with her head thrown back, eyes shut and mouth open. It reminds me of the super-sexualized American Apparel ads that typically feel more exploitative than empowering or fashionable (though, of course, Jenner took and posted this image herself, so it’s signficantly less depressing).
Plus, the caption is weird. But hey, maybe she’s just implying a monogamous relationship to herself, which would actually bother a considerable amount of the creepers who send her messages like, “Which lips will I be kissing baby??” If I could have afford to take myself on extravagant outings all the time at 16, I would’ve skipped half the douchebag losers I thought were The Coolest Ever at the time and just dated myself. So, uh, cheers to monogamy!…or something. And selfies, kind of.