A funny, romanticized article from http://www.mothersontheverge.blogspot.com/ sparked my interest. It's an imaginary insight into the mind of Trophy Wife from Dubai.
"Sometimes TW wonders what her life would have been like if she hadn't married her husband. She wonders what would happen if she started eating refined carbohydrates again, let her roots grow out and callouses appear on her feet. Then she thinks about the marble floors of her executive villa, her walk-in wardrobe filled with designer labels, the mounds of jewellery in the safe, her son's private education and the azure swimming pool in the garden. And she thinks again."
It’s a very visual quote which allows us to transport ourselves inside a trophy wife. Like size zero culture, there is a strong element about the relation between superficial standards of feminine beauty and social status. The values of materialism always seem to overcome everything else. This trophy wife faces the same problem an exotic dancer has: her lifestyle choices are not long term. What will happen to her when her youth has faded away?
While I am sufficiently confident in myself to reasonably believe that I will never marry a trophy wife (if I marry at all), it is not my place, nor anyone else’s to judge her position. She took life’s lemons and made lemonade, poured right into a gold plated diamond cup. She used her sexuality to forge a future for herself and her children. Simply put, she’s got game. In fact, I almost feel sorry for the fool who married her…
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