You be the judge: are the hateful judgers growing armpit hair and skipping the makeup, or just kidding themselves about the definition of “natural”? From where I’m standing the most confident, honest, authentic women in Hollywood get a little work done, own it, and proceed with the real joys in life.
Ever notice how only the most beautiful of hollywood stars denounce cosmetic surgery? There’s no denying that in beauty (as in height and foot size), some people hit the jackpot. Others, candidly, are average, ugly and everything in between. Before you skewer me for insensitivity, know that I am in no way assigning human value based upon looks. I leave that to pop culture. I’m not even defining who is in which category. (I happen to love the way large distinctive noses lend personality to a face, and that some women have a frame beautifully suited to small breasts.) I’m merely observing that we all look unique, visually appreciate different characteristics, and have been dazzled for thousands of years by certain rare and prized features. In the past, the lucky winners of nature’s lottery, enjoyed a life of special treatment. But now that many beauty standards are attainable by the formerly average, it’s getting a bit catty up there on Mt. Olympus. The beautiful don’t take kindly to sharing the spotlight.
And so the gods and goddesses of natural born perfection (I’m looking at you, Kate Winslet) have declared open season on those honest, often humble souls who openly admit to having chosen plastic surgery. How dare the flawed masses be confident with their bodies!! Ethereal outliers, the likes of Julia Roberts and Gwyneth Paltrow, look down their perfect snouts at the lives and challenges of others, boasting about their ‘natural’ aging, as if they don’t have a team of dermatologists, sleep specialists and facial massage technicians at their beck and call. Hypocrites. Give Meryl Streep a 3rd shift nursing job in a Minneapolis January. Toss in a troubled teen at home and some needy, aging parents. Now delete her restful vacations, personal chef and household staff. Ok. Think she’d still have that graceful 63 year-old healthy glow? Fine, maybe she would. And if she did maintain her natural glory, I would be the first one to applaud and congratulate her. But if she did not; if she sagged from fatigue, flaked from neglect and creased with worry? I would also be the first one to support her decision for rejuvenation. It seems empathy is just an emotion to act out on screen for some elite hypocrites. Which is sad, because it’s an even better human quality to exude in real life.
Famous surgery deniers include:
1.) Nicole Kidman. Really Nicole? C’mon.
2.) Barry Manilow. He barely admits to a facelift done as an afterthought during a cyst removal.
3.) Ashlee Simpson. She eventually confessed and immediately downplayed a nose job.
4.) Cher says she just had a breast augmentation? Am I in the Twilight Zone?
5.) Michael Jackson just had a couple nose jobs and a chin dimple? Enough.
The vast majority of celebrities stay silent about their cosmetic surgery choices. I believe this is because of the harsh ridicule they receive if they dare break the illusion. I don’t blame them really, but I do respect those who are honest. The irony is, those who are truthful about what is artificial, are the ones who actually are keeping it real.
Some refreshing honesty:
1.) Patricia Heaton. 4 kids! Good for her!
2.) Kathy Griffin.
3.) Roseanne. Seems much happier in her skin.
4.) The ultimate authentic, honest, god-mother of candor: Ms. Dolly Parton. “It takes a lot of money to look this cheap.”
Let’s examine why it matters to begin with, whether someone’s smooth skin is the result of youth, nature, creams, injections or surgery. If a woman looks lovely, why not just enjoy the loveliness and skip the judgment? Why must the media characterize celebrities as crazy, in proportion to how much surgery they’ve admitted to?
This dishonest moral superiority and fake outrage over cosmetic procedures does nothing to keep Hollywood aging naturally, and the unnecessary pressure and fixation actually leads to closeted vanity obsessions.
Again, why is it important to the consumer whether a star’s good looks are the result of sunscreen, genetics, or a face lift? Answer: Our society wants to live in a dream world. We (and I use that term loosely, as I reject this view) are a group of raving lunatics, irrationally soothed by the fairy tale that our on-screen heroes are naturally ageless. Plus, it’s fun to cut down those who make different personal choices than you. It feels so good to be superior.
Yet, despite each famous beauty claiming ignorance of Botox (“BoTEX? BoTAX? Nope, never heard of it.”) cosmetic surgery is not a growing industry because everyone hates it, and only the emotionally unstable choose it. Nay; cosmetic surgery flourishes because for many, it’s awesome. Nobody who has made the choice to undergo cosmetic surgery will tell you it solved all their problems. But more often than not, a patient will tell you how it has been a boost to their self image, confidence, and possibly their marriage. Very often will patients who suffered severe burns, scars or deformities tell you that cosmetic surgery was a life changing event. But don’t tell that to the masses,the last thing we need is widespread understanding and respect for others.