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Deborah Blumenthal | What Do You Think Of The Face You See In The Mirror

If a beauty genie dropped down in front of you and granted you one wish, what
would part of you would you opt to improve?

Would you ask for clearer skin? Thinner thighs? Thicker hair? If Allie Johnston the 15-year old protagonist of my new young adult novel, A DIFFERENT ME, was granted that wish, she wouldn’t hesitate for a second: Take away the bump on my nose, she’d say.

Beauty genies are in short supply, but that doesn’t stop most of us from wishing
they existed. In their absence, we take making magic into our own hands. It’s
called plastic surgery, or Botox. It’s called cellulite creams and lasers.

When I was sixteen I would have killed for clearer skin. There was no Accutane
then, no Retin-A. My friends and I avoided restaurants with bright lights and we
combed the pharmacies for the latest camouflage creams. I don’t think we ever
totally recovered from the pain. Today my skin is clear, but when someone says,
you have such good skin, my first reaction is study their face to see if they’re
making fun of me.

Granted, the world is photoshopped. Even supermodels have things that need
fixing. But why let truth get in the way of our fantasies? We want to look like
those models even if the real models don’t look like the models.

Makeup artist Bobbi Brown’s doesn’t buy into the Barbie doll look, and her take
on perfection is an appealing one:

β€œI find beauty in the flaws,” she says, β€œthose characteristics that don't fit
society's narrow definition of beauty. Sadly, women who have these
characteristics have been taught not to like them. The challenge is to reverse
this way of thinking.”

But can we? Maybe what it comes down to is attitude. β€œDarling, the legs aren’t
so beautiful, I just know what to do with them,” Greta Garbo said.

And Diana Vreeland: β€œThe only real elegance is in the mind; if you’ve got that,
the rest really comes from it.”

Not liking yourself is hard work, so Allie finally decides to cut herself some
slack. β€œI want to try dwelling less on perfection,” she says, β€œand work at
Google Mapping the way to finding out who I am.”

Maybe that should be a goal for all of us.

***

Deborah Blumenthal is a former beauty and fitness writer for The New York Times Magazine. A DIFFERENT ME is her latest young adult novel, published September 1 by Albert Whitman & Company.

 

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1 comment posted.

Re: Deborah Blumenthal | What Do You Think Of The Face You See In The Mirror

When I was growing up, I was raised to never have a high
opinion of myself. I suppose it was my Mothers' way of
protecting me from the opposite sex, which in a way was
cruel, but it was a help as well as a hinderance. When I
was old enough to catch on to her trick, however, all hell
broke loose!! lol I didn't go crazy with boys, but having
a better opinion of myself, no matter how I looked, made all
the difference in the way I carried myself!!
(Peggy Roberson 11:00am October 31, 2014)

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