I’m afraid that there is something
wrong with me, because I can honestly say that I have never met someone and
thought to myself, “Oh my GAWD, how could she go out of the house with her
PORES revealed for the world to SEE??” The
media and countless advertisements tell us that allowing your skin to actually
look like human skin with pores should bring shame upon you and make people
wince at the sight of your face, or send them running for cover.
Never mind
that the human body is covered with pores that have the very important function
of regulating body temperature. We get
hot, our pores allow our skin to sweat, and when the sweat evaporates our
bodies are cooled to a healthy and comfortable temperature. This is a very efficient way to cool
off. But if the cosmetic companies had
their way and these imperfections in our skin did NOT exist, then we would
either die from heat stroke or have to cool ourselves like the dogs (because
they can’t sweat from their pores) and pant with our tongues hanging below our
chin to transpire the heat and moisture.
Don’t get me wrong, I love dogs.
But I’m pretty sure people would find stinky-hot dog-breath more
offensive than a few tiny-yet-visible openings in the skin on our faces.
More
evidence that I am abnormal is that I think grey hair is beautiful. Men have always sported the salt-and-pepper
look and been praised for it, but women rarely embrace the elegant look of
maturity. At my grocery store there is
an entire aisle devoted to coloring products designed hide that beautiful and
hard-earned sparkle of grey. Advertisements
scream that in NO WAY whatsoever do we want our hair to give away the age that
we ACTUALLY are. I guess it is
practically criminal that my hair reflects how many years I have been alive. I should be ashamed.
But I’m not.
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