Body Image New Yorker comics
Tonight, while watching a Victoria’s Secret Christmas ad, I thought of this one-panel comic, which seems like it could be in the New Yorker.
A manly, 30ish husband is drinking a beer and watching a Victoria’s Secret Christmas ad with his wife. “Jeez,” he says to her while staring at the TV. “This is giving me body-image issues.”
This reminded me of another New Yorker comic idea I had a while back.
A woman is standing next to a man at a computer in an office. She’s pointing to her forehead and he’s looking up from his monitor as she asks, “Can you photoshop these wrinkles off my forehead?”
I described this to my friend Suzannah (without revealing I’d come up with it), and asked, “What do you think of this as a New Yorker cartoon?”
“I think it’s dumb and obvious,” she snapped.
“Oh.”
“It’s so typical. It’s like ‘wow, isn’t technology new and crazy, and aren’t women so obsessed with their body image?’”
“Uh-huh. Yeah. But does it seem like something the New Yorker would publish?”
“I thought you said it was a New Yorker cartoon. Yeah, definitely, one of their lesser ones. Wait, was this your idea?”
“Yep.”
“Oops. Sorry.”
She’ll REALLY be sorry when The New Yorker sees this post and publishes my cartoons!
6 years ago