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Opinion – Sabrina Carpenter is the opposite of submissive

Sabrina Carpenter began to receive criticism for her most recent album before it was even released in full, many people taking umbrage with her ‘submissive’ pose in the cover art. But is Sabrina catering to the male gaze, or is she turning round to stare right back, and to charge people for the privilege? 

The criticism for Sabrina Carpenter’s latest album cover art has been far reaching and pervasive.

As Charlie Coombs has already explored prior to the release of Carpenter’s ‘Man’s Best Friend’, everyone from fans to commentators  have, apparently, been waiting to pounce on this particular internet debate.

All else aside, it’s been an excellent marketing strategy by Carpenter’s team.

The art in question features the 26-year-old pop singer on her knees, in kitten heels and a LBD (that’s a Little Black Dress for anyone who hasn’t heard of Chanel). A suited man stands mostly out of shot holding up a lock of Carpenter’s iconic blonde hair.

Much of the criticism for this artistic choice has focused on Carpenter’s supposed glamorisation of female sexual subjugation. As Charlie quotes in his article, one Reddit user said, ‘she’s not beating the ‘catering to the male gaze’ allegations, what are we doing here?’

Meanwhile, another commenter wrote, simply, ‘girl – stand up!’

Of course, as with any discourse, Sabrina has her supporters. Amongst them is Helen Coffey, a journalist for The Independent. Coffey’s impassioned article in defence of Sabrina’s artistic integrity denounces any notion that the album cover could be at all, in any way, ‘submissive’.

Through the invocation of lyrics from Carpenter’s previous albums, Coffey writes: ‘whether it’s by effortlessly seducing the man she wants in Espresso or looking down at his stupidity with world-weary ennui in Sharpest Tool and her new single, Manchild, Carpenter always comes out on top.’

Indeed, it’s hardly a stretch to see the satire in the album’s construction, which, as Coffey also points out, was written, imagined, and performed by Carpenter herself.

This is evident if not from the cultural zeitgeist which frames its release, then from the Fleabag-esque breaking of the fourth wall; Carpenter, with her heavily lashed, sparkling eyes, extends the intimacy not to the suited figure above her, but to us, the voyeurs.

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Understanding the Fleabagism of feminism

Written and acted by Phoebe Waller-Bridge, Fleabag cultivates a similarly meta relationship with its audience. The fourth wall is routinely broken in order to comment on the ridiculous situations the female protagonist finds herself in, usually at the expense of another (often male) character.

This tactic has been reimagined by other female leads too, such as Dakota Johnson’s almost offensively distasteful performance as Anne Elliot in the 2022 adaptation of Jane Austen’s Persuasion.

Austen’s novels satirise the middling society in which she lived, often incorporating small acts of subversion into their narratives. These moments allow for a rolling of the eyes at the oppressive systems that are beyond our control, providing brief solace from an unchangeable situation.

In the Manchild music video, is this feminist smirk not at least a little bit recognisable?

Sabrina attempts to take advantage of men’s tendency to want to help women when they present themselves as vulnerable in various different situations, but moves on to the next after each ‘contestant’ proves incompetent.

This includes hitchhiking, robbing a shop, and even a shootout with police. Why doesn’t Sabrina just do these things herself, we might wonder?

Carpenter, in real life, is an internationally acclaimed, extremely successful, wealthy pop star. If men keep disappointing her, then why shouldn’t she, as a woman, be able to get what she wants and take control of her own life without worrying about men at all?

The fact that she doesn’t is clearly a deliberate comment on the patriarchal systems which still oppress women and impede their access to many of the opportunities available to men.

What’s more, so what if Carpenter does take pleasure in her desirability? Does that negatively impact her role and identity as a feminist?

The truth is, we live in a society and economy which profits from the exposition of women for men’s enjoyment, be it overtly through the sex work industry or through free entry for women in night clubs, of which 91% of female students reported having been sexually harassed in 2016.

When so many women have been raised with the message that we need to dress or act a certain way, that everything we do could potentially deter, or entice, male attention, can you really blame women like Carpenter for monetising it, especially in line with the economic systems introduced and pervaded by men?

Sabrina is known for her uber-femme dress sense, sporting high heeled go-go boots and sparkly numbers on stage. She re-enacts a different sex position each night of her tour and replicates the iconic looks of female celebrity icons such as Marilyn Monroe and Madonna when on the red carpet.

Given all this, it would be difficult to make the case that Carpenter wasn’t aware of the outrage that some of her creative decisions have sparked.

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But through the lens of female sexual empowerment, the now infamous album cover is just another item in the long list of subversions Carpenter is using her platform to carry out.

At first glance, the sex positions and burlesque stylisation may seem like something from the pages of Playboy, especially when she posted a TikTok in a literal, glittery Playboy bunny outfit. When you look closer, however, the theme becomes more obvious.

Fleabag is described by author Sohel Sarker as ‘breaking new ground’ in feminism. Sarker notes that Phoebe Waller-Bridge’s character in the show ‘rejects the mantle of “nice girl” in order to affirm an imperfect womanhood,’ later describing this as ‘undoubtedly a feminist act.’

Carpenter’s carefully-constructed public image similarly follows this template. The difference? Sabrina isn’t consumed by self-loathing for expressing sexual desire in the same way that Fleabag is.

As Celeste Davis points out in a Substack essay, the female archetypes and their public images that Carpenter has chosen to invoke, such as Marilyn Monroe, Madonna and even Jessica Rabbit, have all been subjected first to sexualisation (by men) and subsequent condemnation for the type of woman they portray.

That is, one who dares to enjoy the attention they receive and uses it in place of the privileges they don’t have. Who refuse to claim a feminism that fits neatly within the parameters already laid out by years of gender oppression.

Arguably then, like the ‘harlots’ and ‘sluts’ before her, Carpenter takes advantage of her limelight in the male gaze. At the same time, she makes a mockery of those gazing – both in lust, and disgust – who have bought into the idea of weaponising women’s sexuality.


How does Sabrina toy with the idea of benevolent sexism? 

The music video for Manchild is a nod not only to the (often weaponised) incompetence of those who have the audacity to criticise women’s behaviour in a society consciously built upon systems of which we’ve historically been denied access, but it also toys with the idea of benevolent sexism.

This is the idea that certain tropes are valued in women such as an ability to nurture, a sweet vulnerability in need of male protection, and of course maternal instincts. Therefore, apparently logically, women ought to be protected from the trials faced by many men.

Take the increasingly popular argument that ‘women have it far easier [than men] now’ because we don’t have to, nor have we ever had to, go to war.

Historically, this has not been for women’s lack of desire or willingness to fight for their country.

Rather, they were – and still are – considered weaker than men and thus not biologically capable or suitable of the same military demands. During the First World War, for example, most women were ‘barred from voting or serving in military combat roles.’

Those that could ‘filled manufacturing and agricultural positions on the home front,’ while ‘others provided support on the front lines as nurses, doctors, ambulance drivers, translators, and, in rare cases, on the battlefield.’

Likewise, male right’s activists love to quote statistics about men’s higher suicide rates, without checking that actually, its women who have higher suicide attempts.

The reason that men are more likely to go through with it is partly to do with the higher likelihood of violent methods used in comparison to women, as well as problems related to loneliness and economic circumstances, a topic women have been able to foster a far more open conversation about.

While I hasten to add I am in no way trying to deny neither the tragedy nor the severity of men’s mental health, I’d also like to point out that the pressure of men being the sole provider for their family is a direct result of patriarchy.

By contrast, women’s labour continues to be largely devalued and unrecognised, as demonstrated by both the gender pay gap and the double burden.

Given this disproportionate responsibility of care, typically attributed to those whose ‘biological traits [are] coded as “female”, when it comes to suicide rates in patriarchal society, we’re more likely to consider who she would be leaving behind.

What’s more, it was also men who first invented, and used, firearms, in the Song, Yuan, Jin, and Ming dynasties in China between the 10th to the 12th centuries. While women may have helped in a background military capacity, the soldiers who belong to these dynasties were all majority male.

All of this reminds me of the famous Margaret Atwood quote, that men are scared women will laugh at them, while women are scared that men will kill them. While Carpenter has been able to reverse the narrative – so that she’s laughing with us, and making fun of herself – the reason I think the Manchild music video can be perceived as a piece of feminist art, is because everything she’s featured doing would typically be associated with men.

Carpenter firmly plants herself as a woman in a male field. Yet her music, and her artistic decisions, are still a firm reminder that while she is able to benefit from the system that is otherwise patriarchally oppressive, she’s still a woman. That fact, in itself, presents a whole host of barriers that even the most sexually ‘submissive’ men may never have to be aware of.


Considering the intentions and subversions of Man’s Best Friend

Now that Man’s Best Friend has been released in full (29th August 2025), it becomes very quickly apparent during the 39-minute running time that this lyrical disdain of the men Carpenter is romantically or sexually involved with is a theme she’s unwilling to let lie.

Yet, to renounce even the merest indication of submission in the album’s artistic design completely, as The Independent’s Coffey does, as if submission itself was a bad word, is perhaps a little hasty.

This is particularly true given that Coffey’s analysis, like the thousands of other online commenters, formed part of the album’s pre-critique, before it had even been released in full.

In truth, Carpenter combines this dating dissatisfaction with her willingness to embrace emotional vulnerability in her relationships. She even pokes fun at herself a little bit for her lack of willpower in songs like Goodbye, singing ‘por siempre te amo, wait, no, Shit, when did you get here?, Go put on some clothes’ after claiming, ‘Goodbye, means that you’re losing me for life.’

Is this openness to enter into a potentially hurtful situation (again), and the ability to reflect (with a smirk) that, as women, we don’t always behave in the the most demure, nor very mindful way either,  not also a kind of submission of oneself to the complicated dynamics of any emotional relationship?

At the same time that Carpenter is able to poke fun at herself, she also cheekily invites us in to laugh along with her at the weaponised incompetency of the various men she encounters.

In Manchild, she asks men to tell her whether she should call them ‘stupid’ or ‘slow’, or simply explains to them that ‘half your brain just ain’t there’. Or else she subjects them to the same physical valorisation that has praised or condemned women for centuries.

In public interviews Carpenter has even admitted that she sees men as people women have often been burdened with having to ‘train’.

Man's Best Friend: Amazon.co.uk: CDs & Vinyl
Man’s Best Friend

Admittedly, the men in question do seem to occupy a large portion of her, and by extension our, as listeners’ mental energy – the album certainly wouldn’t pass the Bechdel Test.

Yet, while she may be the one on her knees, her knowing, Fleabag-esque gaze is directed not at the man holding her hair, but at the public holding her album, paying for her concert tickets and investing their time and their energy into having something to say about her.

When we see it that way we’re forced to ask, who’s hands are really holding the leash?

Perhaps we shouldn’t be asking whether or not Sabrina’s album cover shows her as submissive. Instead, it’s worth considering why everyone seems to be aligning submission not only with femininity exclusively, but also painting it as something shameful that ought to be avoided at all costs.

Through the tabloidisation and normalisation of sex culture in both celebrity and public life, perhaps we’ve forgotten that at its heart, sex is an incredibly intimate act in itself.

If you don’t feel comfortable enough to be submissive and vulnerable with people you’re having sex with, then maybe we need to be rethinking the sexual situations we find ourselves in – if we’re at liberty to.

No matter what kind of sex you have or don’t have, surely everyone should have as much of a right to feel pleasure and security at the same time.

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