Being home has afforded me the chance of a lifetime, to watch more television than I have in, say, the last forty years and I wonder where has our sensibilities gone, where has our sense of style gone, and when was it when we fell off the back of the turnip truck. There is a ton of bad television, bad movies, bad actors and actresses and those span the years, (I watched an Alfred Hitchcock Presents and that had a few ‘over actresses’ in it, “Oh Johnny, don’t go”. lol) but it seems to me that a young Hollywood understood style. Yet my main quandary is when did our sense of beauty and grace fly out the window? From the overly plastic women of today’s Hollywood, to the under dressed, I forgot to comb my hair or attempt makeup of the local media women, not to mention the women who show up at Wal-Mart in their pajama’s. When did a zero pride in ‘ownership’ become the norm? I, by no means, am a frilly girl, (there is no practicality in that) I don’t own a dress, nor a ton of makeup but I do not go outside without being dressed appropriately. Our society has, somewhere gone to “Hell in a Hand Basket”. Being beautiful comes from the inside which radiates outward and a woman who understands this will forever be beautiful regardless of age and without the aid of plastic surgeons but one also must take pride in their appearance, exercise, eat right, dress appropriately, comb your hair for crying out loud, and those who do this will, if one is looking for such things, attract more men than she would know what to do with. (A smart woman also understands money but that is a different story). The moral is plastic is boring and makes one look old with plastic surgery and yet real beauty is timeless and needs no help from anyone.
The photo, for those who do not know, is Rita Hayworth, the biggest star in Hollywood in the 1940’s, no plastic, no botox, (yes booze as she was troubled) but still, she was beautiful.