Beauty The Queen

Appearance rules the world. The tan skinned and toned bodies on magazine covers, the sparkly and tall buildings lining the streets of New York City, the glamorous lives of stars such as Selena Gomez or Channing Tatum who are idolized for their hotness. I am guilty too of worshipping these “pretty things”, and I love doing it. Who doesn’t? Our idealizations and love for glamour and richness has pillared Beauty up on stilts. It sits there above us like a God and this perpetual knee-bruising worship has created a divide within our society between the successful and those who are not. It is the split between the rich and the poor, the pretty verses the pretty ugly. Beauty is the key to success. If you want to be rich then be beautiful, but make sure to follow society’s terms. You can do it too just like Kylie Jenner, and once you are admirable enough then you will make millions at your leisure. You can surround yourself with fast cars and money and people. You can drown in your riches, immerse yourself in the glamour of it all for we love glamour in only the most Gatsby of ways with “a tower on one side, spanking new under a thin beard of raw ivy, and a marble swimming pool, and more than forty acres of lawn and garden”. Worship worship worship then drown, sink down into the standards you need and want to meet in order to be loved and worshipped too.