What has happened to the ‘average woman’? The one thing I have noticed since I started blogging is the sheer number of superwomen in the world. Ok so I hate the term “superwoman” it implies that we aren’t all super but hell sometimes I feel like the only average woman left on the planet. When I first started reading blogs (back when dinosaurs roamed the earth, I am that old! I was ten years old when the internet became available in homes!) they were just hobbies, no one made a living from them and you got very little for free. No one dreamed of growing up to become an influencer! They were written few and far between when a person had time between work, parent evenings and the Friday night trip to the local pub.
Before social media was a thing, Facebook was just friends meeting for a pint and a packet of crisps at their local, YouTube was watching You’ve Been Framed on a Saturday night! And Instagram was going into Boots to pick up your developed film pictures and hoping at least one picture did not have a fingerprint and all heads in it. Back then the ‘average woman’ had one job, a partner and spent their weekends with friends you were considered a superwoman if you managed to get to work on time on a Monday morning! However, in the last five years the rule book has been ripped up by the rise of some extremely talented, work driven women not only do they get to work on time, but they also arrive early looking incredible and skipping along in 5-inch heels! And instead of the ‘average woman’ getting competitive or downplaying the achievements of other women they have stand together and celebrated womankind and by doing so have changed the world forever! Now there has always been these kinds of women in the world, ALWAYS but now they are on mass, they have a voice and they are going to be heard!
There is definitely still the same number of hours in the day, it’s just that now women don’t just want it all, they have it all and are willing to work their perfect squat butts off to create their own empires and keep growing them. Most importantly, these women are replacing nasty internet trolls with a tribe of women who stand united in making the internet a happier, more supportive place. For every nasty comment, you get, there are 20 women sending positive messages. These women are strong, successful and in full control of their lives. You are only ever one status or picture away from the most positive comments you will ever read. The comment section of any online platform has now become the ladies toilets on night out.
Some of my favourite blogs are from ‘average women’ women that blog as a hobby not as a career and to me these women are anything but average. They have full-time jobs, blog, vlog, are on top of creating a social media empire, Etsy stores, another side business running. They contribute to other blogs/magazines, run a home, have a relationship, an army of friends for cocktails, a cat or dog and still find time to comment on your Instagram pictures about how pretty you look.
By the time you reach your mid thirties, you have tended to have had several lives and been several women whilst trying to figure out who you are. Now I know who I want to be, I want to be “the new average woman” because really, there is no such thing as average anymore, now we are all absolute superwomen, working hard and living our dreams. Yes, there are days where we want to lay down and just eat ice cream but we take cute pictures while doing it! I can only imagine just how much we can achieve together and I’m pretty sure we will find out soon enough.
My favourite part of this new average woman is how unapologetic she is, she knows she probably want have a love like her grandmothers but she will probably orgasm more! She can do any job a man can and make sure she is paid the same! She will be fierce in the boardroom then go straight to a baking class. The new average woman has it all because she demands it and more importantly works damn hard for it.
And if you are reading this and you don’t feel super remember, Wonder Woman doesn’t exist. She is fiction, and you are real. Building a life on fantasy is never a good thing.