For the second time, Scarlett Johansson has won Esquire‘s illustrious “Sexiest Woman Alive” title, making me ask the question: Is this for real? The fact that shit like this even exists is corny as hell (and has anyone noticed how many more “sexiest woman” contests there are than one for men?) but whatever, that’s how the world works at this point, I suppose. And hey, as women, we do exist to be great to look at for male eyes, so I suppose it’s a high honour, right? (Insert eyeroll here.)
But fine, I’ll play along. This is the second time she’s won the title – the first being in 2006 – and I sorta wonder, like, is this the best we can do? Scarlett Johansson is beautiful (and engaged!) and all that, but can anyone tell me if anyone at Esquire can think beyond the “looks great in lingerie” concept to consider other things that might make a woman really sexy, like… I dunno, intelligence? Activism? Fearlessness and ambition? A great sense of humour? I mean, I know the publication doesn’t necessarily pander to thinking audiences, but come on.
Also, is it just me or is that cover anything but sexy? She looks like she’s trying to keep from pissing herself. Anyway, do you, ScarJo. I don’t hate the player, I hate the game that makes you feel like all you are is a set of tits and a pair of legs.