Perhaps we were all covered in too much “make up” for anyone to actually see the beauty inside each of us?
They say the second most wasteful industry in the world is that of fashion. I doubt many people realize this because there is a huge disconnect between the image of self and everyone else that exits. I still am not sure if it is a genetic or a learned trait of humanity, but the acquisition of stuff as well as the “make-up” of our perceived flaws in the image of what others can see, takes up a great deal of dumpster space.
Maybe it all started with cave men. One guy didn’t club his woman and instead, out of the goodness of his heart, presented her with a fancy animal pelt, when she put it on, another man’s wife got jealous and told him to go out and hunt a bigger animal?
Today, we have god know how many fashion seasons in a year. I am thankful to be a man because life is easier in the fashion department. I haven’t evolved much as a fashionista, nor did i inherit any metrosexuality, so I have two seasons of clothing. The cold and warm seasons.
I still look to the runway shows that seem to follow the path of every other organization – a year round “show” that never stops. i appreciate good design, yet, If I need, I call my fashion savvy gay friends and say, “I need you to make me look good.”
Usually that request is met with hysterical laughter because of my frog meets cro-magnum body shape...is like dressing a lump of clay. Of course, they humor me, make the sign of the cross and say, “god…help!” before working to make me look as good as i could, sans digital manipulation.
There is nothing wrong with looking good, nor having good taste. I just question, how much “stuff” does one need, and how much “time” during a day will one spend worrying about what others think of who you are by how you dress or how much “make-up” you put on?
What our modern western media paints is an image that everyone must look like they stepped off a magazine page. If I had hair (instead, i would would bring along a Japanese barber on tour), makeup, stylist, photographer/Photoshop editor, wardrobe group with me 24/7 and a small army of assistants doing all the dull and mundane things we hate to do…. even I, would appear to be gorgeous.
I am laughing at what I just typed, but the reality is that with the computer, you can create anything your mind can imagine.
I always thought we would be trying to “make-down” to get to the reality of who we really are? When I traveled around areas where cosmetic surgery was not prevalent, I was astounded at the diverse and great beauty that each person possesses. What I don’t quite understand is why are so many people trying to be the same?
In biblical times, the color purple was a rare dye that only the wealthy could afford. Today, we have perfected the idiocy of “cosmetic” surgery as the fastest growing and I guess probably the most profitable area of medicine. You can scrape, suck, fill, kill off the nerves, and even super-size breast implants. Who knew there would be a fast food influence in fashion?
Soon we will be able to genetically alter, use stem cell therapy, have better ways to beautiful the skin and probably in time, the dark side of social media will evolve to allow people to simply project what they want others to see behind their masks that are covered with digital “make-up.” One will grow body parts for modification of what someone feels is a genetic defect.
Has anyone else wondered what parents who have had massive cosmetic surgery tell their kids when they start to grow up and look nothing like mommy and daddy?
Maybe they will do what my brother did to me as a kid as a mean joke. He said I was found in the sewer out front and my parent’s house and they simply felt sorry for me and took me in.
If memory serves me correct, I think it was one of the better spankings he ever got.
There is a great difference between beauty and being pretty. Beauty is an essence; a being that is just there. No matter how it moves, it resonates. Pretty is some odd image or ideal that a large group of society seems to want to attain. I am not sure if it is our pride and vanity that drives this, but there is plenty of it on the planet creating the second most wasteful industry on the planet.
The only time beauty can fail is when it tries to “make-up” and look pretty.
It might look great from the face on perspective, but as soon as you move, you see the illusion that crafted it.
I observed this in NYC one day after having coffee with my friend Cindy. The Dali Lama was speaking a block away to the bustle of what is New York fashion week was in full swing. The city was full of perfectly coiffed young women in a hurry to be in a hurry. When we walked out of the café, I turned and saw a young Buddhist monk on his knees praying on the sidewalk. Everything around him was moving at the “in a hurry to be in a hurry” pace – yet, he was perfectly still and radiating a peace and love that I did not see coming from anyone else, myself included.
Did we all have too much "make up" covering ourselves to see?
When you think about it, you probably didn’t realize that fashion wastes that much resources to make up for our deficiencies, did you? i wonder what year it was when Solomon wrote his infamous experiment…”It is all vanity.”