All of this hoopla over 23-year-old Heidi Montag’s plastic surgery has got me thinking about true beauty. So rather than add to the speculative discussions about Heidi’s self-esteem, I decided to write about real beauty and the most beloved person I know – my daughter’s lovely Auntie M.
Auntie M might not be considered physically beautiful in the current sense. (I had written “classical sense” but then realized that some of our greatest works of art feature beauties just like her – fashion is so transitory.) She has not been as lucky in love as she deserves, which on one memorable occasion caused me to temporarily curse all men as a gender. But enough of that, because that is not what this post is about.
M is a unique and free spirit. She is warm, accepting, and generous. She is bold and outspoken. She is bawdy and funny and fierce in defense of those she loves. In return, she has legions of devoted friends who adore her.
She is a brilliant actress with a beautiful singing voice that has moved me to tears many times. Her compassion overwhelms me and makes me want to be a better person.
If there were any justice in the universe, men would be standing in line, begging M to be the mother of their children. And what a contribution to the next generation those children would be!
So when I watch The Doctors and see people going to such great lengths to transform their bodies trying to meet an artificial standard of beauty, my wish is that instead they would put half that effort into their spirit. We don’t need cheek implants, lip plumping, or anus bleaching (they really do that); we need bitterness extractions, warmth injections, and soul uplifts.
We need a world full of Auntie M’s.
P.S. I realize the Heidi Montag furor has died down considerably. I wrote this a few weeks back and hadn’t gotten around to asking M’s permission to run with it. Then another crazy plastic surgery story spurred me into action.