What’s wrong with it? Probably nothing. Should we be concerned and think about the reasons why people feel bad about the way they look, about body parts that do not fill in requirements that images around us have us think are good and desirable and make us want same for ourselves to be successful. Sentences like: I wanted to be pretty but now I hate myself after plastic surgery went wrong when it was done by an incompetent doctor, such can happen at black market plastic surgery which is for the desperate. People despair painfully for the good looks so badly it is sickening to look at. The most sickening part is the agony of someone thinking one is all wrong beyond repair and a failure as such, wanting to be liked and loved for what you look like, but you do not like the way you look and other people like to comment your looks to make sure you do not fit in and do not feel comfortable. The definite and absolute end of life is ugliness, old and worn out looks. Who takes interest in you when you are over forty or do not fit the beauty standards, when you do not look fresh and young.
What is beautiful? It seems it is not matter of personal taste that much but manipulation. Taste and style which are guided by industry that produces beauty. It is strange to point out one industry and blame that one evil thing when we should look at the whole picture: fashion and cosmetics, movies and pop culture, entertainment and celebrity boom, social media and meaning of one’s image in it. Artificial cosmos and boom which does not stop but accelerates and speeds up like there was no end as there obviously is not since we want to be liked and the easiest way is via looks.
What is this all for, to look stunning to impress, make the best kind of visual impact to attract, seduce, make followers, a reputation and fame, be remembered and looked at as beautiful on the outside, as someone who has great tits, fantastic body parts, We want to be remembered to have been someone who looked good up to standards and measurements made by ‘experts’ of beauty and style or having had style and beauty of our own? To be expert on beauty is a person who knows what beauty is, how to be beautiful. Interesting is how personal taste and made up beauty standards meet, how far people are willing to go in becoming iconic, to be admired and gazed at, desired as sexy, fuckable. For those who have the means to do as many surgeries as any surgeon can and allows to be done on one person having plastic surgery is like visiting candy land and for those who have money the master fairy is making all wishes come true. It is a culture of infantile I-want-it-I-have-to-get-it-to-be-happy. Somehow happiness is still far away from the perfected body, it is unreachable because there is not a fairy to grant happiness just like that. It cannot be bought. Instant gratification of looking the way you want is good and you have the right to look the way you want. To be fake is just plain easy and it is the target to be fake and like faking. To be as fake as you can and pretend it is the real you, pretend the perfect body and gained lifestyle is the ultimate happy place with similar friends around who share your views and lifestyle. The wrong is when fake becomes the only thing that is worthy to reach out for. When a person is not good enough without those things that can be bought and body which is molded to match a standard. The wrong is when this is the best we can get to become and dream about.