In regards to these "why white girls watch Bollywood" posts from
Filmi Girl and
veracious, I have decided to write something of my own. It's advised that you read at least one (though I highly recommend recommend both!) of their posts before reading this, or it won't make much sense. Though, mine will be less general and calculated, and I don't think anyone other than myself will relate to it-- but WHATEVER! I just feel like writing! :p If you want to be all deep and awesome about this, please do go read their posts. I'm just exploring the not-so-deep side of me today.
Jumping right into it: I never really had any 'internal conflict' (as Kiran commented on veracious' post) when watching Bollywood. Thoughts of exoticism, objectifying, etc. (as they stated in their posts), never once crossed my mind. I just viewed Bollywood films as any other film, as I think in the end we are all film viewers, regardless of ethnicity, and all those in whatever film industry have the same goal: to make a good film. I admire something/someone beautiful, different, intriguing (and all those nifty adjectives) in a Bollywood film just as I would any Hollywood one. But what veracious and Filmi Girl have written about is still very important to consider and sit down and think about sometimes, because a lot of what they talk about is actually out there. I can attest to that from personal experience, particularly on the objectification and cultural appropriation topics of their posts. In the mesh of cultures and people that is the USA, it's hard
not to at least once. I'm sure none of us in the blog world here like it, but it happens.
As for me, I'm not worried about going wannabe-Indian and being insanely crazed about their culture, because that's not what I'm trying to do. After all, how can I, when all I know is like 2% of what others do? I appreciate, love, fangirl(lol), and admire, and sometimes join in on things I like, but I'm not being all weird about it. But sometimes I do get worried that what other people think of me is the opposite. I own two or three salwars (not as much as I would like as I have to buy things over the net, and we all know how hard it is to predict a good fit. :p) and have worn them out and about a few times, but I just treated it like any other article of clothing. If someone asked me about it, I would tell them what it was. When I lived down by Cincinnati, where there's a large-ish Indian population, I even got complimented by a few families from Andhra Pradesh (who were all awesome people and the highlight of that day). I don't think anyone got the impression that I was trying to be something I'm not, because I wasn't. I just like it, so I wore it. And really, my love of Indian films is a part of me now, so while I certainly am
not Indian, wearing a salwar or bindi occasionally
IS me. It's something I love, so it's become a part of me. And I don't mind displaying it outwardly. Hopefully no one sees it in a negative way, but I try not to worry about that very much because I know my intentions are nothing but good.
...If that made any sense at all to anyone else. :p
Another thing with wearing bindis that is kind of (or totally) unrelated... Whenever I wear them, people
always ask me if it's a piercing. xD I find it really funny, but also a chance to educate people, which is always fun. =) My sister and I met this little girl once who liked it, so we gave her one-- and she wore it! It looked awesome with her Hannah Montana t-shirt. ^_^