My friend R took me to Sephora today, to replace the NARS lipstick that her dog chewed up.
And what did I see at the check-out counter but a big frightening man-woman! If only my crappy cellphone picture could do her/him justice.
My first view was from behind, as I noticed the fake black hair with the texture of a cheap Halloween wig. There was a slight Angelina Jolie aspect in the profile, due to inflated lips and a hacked-off nose. Gigantic implants contrasted nicely with the massive, muscular arms. I should have tried to see what she or he was buying, the better to figure out what gender (if any) was being represented.
In any case, I think this is a good lesson in the perils of plastic surgery AND body building. Back in the dark ages when I lifted weights, many of the female pros had managed to turn themselves into sad parodies of men, via steroids and dieting. It isn’t a pretty picture but clearly one’s aesthetic ideal is badly distorted by this point.
It’s much better to let nature take its course; there is a limit to how much it can mess you up.