Those in a hurry and multitasking through their lives might completely miss such phrases when reading; oh, I forgot that most people have stopped reading such stuff anyway!
The guys--yes, the mechanics were all men--weren't done with the oil change, but I was done with the short story that ended with a "standing ovation." I paid attention to the television that had been blaring all through those minutes that I was reading the fiction piece.
It was a terrible sight on TV that I saw. Sheer horror. I could not believe that they would show such graphics on day time television. What has the world come to!
Ok, calm down. Chill. I am exaggerating. But there is a grain of truth there. I saw Meg Ryan on TV.
The Meg Ryan who was gorgeous as America's sweetheart not too long ago, and who aced that memorable scene, looked grotesque. Cosmetic surgery gone awry for certain. Maybe she went to some cheap joint in India ;)
Tom Hanks, with whom she made one of their notable movies, continues to go strong with his acting career and without any visible sign of any kind of a cosmetic surgery--and he is six years her senior. He continues to heroically fly planes, and solve unsolvable mysteries, with his age being a non-issue.
Meg Ryan, meanwhile, walks around like a wax figurine that was placed a tad too close to the fireplace.
I suppose this is what happens in a cultural context in which women have to look eternally young, while a man is allowed to gracefully age. Now, as a man, I have no problems with how my baldness and grey hair supposedly add to my non-existent personality. But, come on, what the bloody hell is wrong with us when we think that even a Meg Ryan should not age?
Of course, it is not merely the female celebrities. We hoi polloi model our lives after the rich and the famous. So, if a Meg Ryan cannot look like she has a few pounds on her, and with a few wrinkles on her face, then down on the ground floor you think Plain Jane is not feeling the pressure?
Each new year, women are encouraged to reduce — to measure out our lives in 55-minute barre classes and four-ounce servings of chicken breast, to adhere to the diet that we’re sure is going to work this time, even if none of the other diets worked any of the other times. Plastic surgeons run ads for injectable fillers, body contouring and laser skin resurfacing to stave off the inevitable.
It shouldn't be any surprise that the pressure on young women these days can be devastating. With Facebook and Instagram and whatever else where they have to get their peers to approve their looks ...
The unsparing gaze that social media train on girls’ sexuality—the supreme value that they place on being sexually appealing—engenders a widespread female anxiety about physical appearance that is highly conducive to “self-objectification,” Sales claims. All of her interview subjects agree that on sites like Instagram and Facebook, female popularity (as quantified by the number of “likes” a girl’s photos receive) depends on being deemed “hot.” “You have to have a perfect body and big butt,” a fifteen-year-old from the Bronx observes grimly. “For a girl, you have to be that certain way to get the boys’ attention.”
It is a mad, mad, mad world out there. Maybe it will be better if I stopped looking at television screens at public places