Plastic Surgery: Has she or hasn't she?

The bottom line is: who cares? The sad fact is that it is what award shows are about now. An hour or so before an event, when stars are making their way down the red carpet, D – list celebrities are picking apart each square inch to answer whether or not this particular star has had work done. Every celebrity claims that they are au naturale, but the truth is we will never know. At some point we have forgotten that all these people do is act. It is their job.

 
To be fair, it is a little unnerving that people want to change themselves, whether it is through a little Botox here, or a little lift there. However, this is no different than centuries past. Scented oils, powdered wigs, letting blood, all of these things have been done (and continue to be done) to enhance beauty. Humans love to be beautiful. Sure, we could have a tiresome debate on whether someone is having a procedure for the “right” reasons, but at the end of the day, people have plastic surgery because they want something changed.
 
What is more depressing is that we find it so enjoyable to speculate. The Internet has helped to create a “global village” where we can all talk about who is sleeping with whom and how so and so eats their feelings. At a certain point, I would rather live in reality. Sure, Angelina Jolie might not be as beautiful at six in the morning without makeup on walking to the convenience store. To be fair, that is not my best moment either.
 
The second question on the table is, “what dictates ‘plastic surgery.’” Does it include collagen injections? What about Restylane? Does a little plumping mean more than wearing lip liner and lip gloss?  These are all questions I would just prefer to keep my nose (eyes and lips) out of. Just like it doesn’t really matter to me whether you are a natural blond. If I cannot find you, I’ll ask everyone if they have seen a blond. Same result.
 
The big picture is that the only one we have to take to bed at night is ourselves. Live the way you want to. And if that means that life is better lived with breasts (why do I incorporate the word breast into every article?) the size of watermelons, then go for it. Let your freak flag fly. I mean, we cannot stop people from becoming professional stuntmen or tight ropewalkers, so how can we stop them from extreme makeup?
 
Please do not take these thoughts too seriously. After all, I am not promoting or discouraging any cosmetic choices. But the judgment needs to stop. At the end of the day, I think all of the ladies (and gentlemen) who hang out on this website hope to have a career a little more fulfilling than sitting in a circle of chairs judging whether a celebrity “has or hasn’t.” I am pretty sure we are cooler than that.