Where is a strange place to find beauty?
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. . .here are my thoughts.
Where is a strange place to find beauty?
Everyone’s beautiful in their own way. They say, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” Some people even believe beauty is found in those avant-garde, high-fashion runway shows you might see in New York City, London, or Paris. The ones with ridiculously absurd, impractical clothing worn by amenorrheic women. As you may have prognosticated, I am not one of those people! The models are undoubtedly beautiful, but the clothing is the focus of those shows. A model is essentially a jockey on a thoroughbred—a necessary human addition to a nonhuman exploit. If the horses would just run for all they’re worth without the prodding of petite people, jockeys would be free to stop starving themselves and chill it with the diuretic use. They’d no longer be called jockeys, but that’s beside the point. The same will go for stick-thin models when robots are finally designed to ambulate in the fierce, hip-swiveling manner demanded of the runway. Human beauty can then be ignored in lieu of the fashions on display. Regardless, if “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” keep those clothes the hell out of my line of sight.