The way we dress
conveys all sorts of messages—dress like a slob, get taken for a slob, if you
will. Dress for work, be taken as
someone seriously on the job. Alas, the
one exception appears to be women sports’ commentators, Jessica Mendoza
excepted.
Not long ago, I turned
on the MLB Network to catch ex-player Eric Byrnes going ga-ga over the heels
worn by his female co-host; she, on the other hand, said nothing about his
shoes. Then, over the weekend I happened
on an NFL preseason broadcast; the studio co-host was wearing an
off-the-shoulder number, and I don’t mean the guy. This is gender stereotyping by décolletage,
hemlines and spike heels.
I suspect that the
female broadcasters were adhering to a dress code, stated or implied. All I know is that women on sports’
broadcasts show a lot more skin than their male counterparts, who on average
also look a heck of a lot older. If I
were master of the universe, or just the head of a television network, I would
mandate grownup clothes for the on-air talent and make sure they had something
to say. Otherwise, bye-bye.
I mean, do we really
need to watch and hear the likes of Terry Bradshaw or Howie Long?
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