mirror, mirror: part II

seventeen magazine is filled with cosmetic advertisements. the television spouts swill about cleansers and powders and blushes. michael jackson has re-done his nose so many times i bet he couldn't tell you which bones moved where.

this pretty much sums it up:
"today's woman puts on wigs, fake eyelashes, false fingernails, sixteen pounds of assorted make-up/shadows/blushes/creams, living bras, various pads that would make a linebacker envious, has implants and assorted other surgeries, then complains that she cannot find a 'real' man."
-maynard james keenan of tool ('96)

a human has been replaced with a my-size barbie.

i don't have a problem with wearing makeup occasionally. i wear it to dances or special occasions or what have you. it also doesn't bother me if you wear it because you want to, not because you feel compelled to or because you're told to. what bothers me is when women become afraid to survive without it, when they've been wearing the chemically processed skin so long that you can't remember their face without it. but i don't care what you do, it's your life, not mine. but my question is, why?

what is the point? you want to make yourself beautiful? isn't there a problem with that question alone? you can't "make" yourself beautiful. you either are or you aren't... beauty is truth, truth beauty. i wish people would just understand that they're all beautiful, if they would only let themselves be who they are. or is it insecurity? is that makeup like wearing a mask to cover something deeper? if that's the case then i suggest you go soul-naked for one day; the humiliation's only temporary, and at least your shallow little soul will save a few bucks on cover up.