I think that Jennifer Aniston is completely, 100% gorgeous. Pretty much all the time. I love her fantastically shiny hair, her classy, simple makeup, and her impeccable sense of style. And – on those days when I look in the mirror and feel puffy and disproportionate and downright horrendous, on those days when I just can’t seem to muster up ANY love for my own body – hers is the figure that I long to claim as my own. She’s got those gorgeously toned arms, fantastic skin with just a hint of year-round tan, strong flat abs, long slender legs, and a perfectly proportioned rack. It’s her body that I idolize, and sometimes secretly wish I could possess.
And on those rough days when I hit bottom and abhor my thighs and curse my arms for never toning up no matter how many bicep curls I do and loathe my entire physical self and wonder how much surgery it would take to make me into Jen … I force myself to remember that she is professionally pretty. It is actually part of her job to stay fit and tan and pimple-free, and if she doesn’t, she’ll lose work and lose respect and get absolutely lambasted by the tabloids. Jennifer Aniston has chosen a life path that requires her to rely on her natural beauty, but also one that requires her to maintain and enhance that beauty every single day.
Working out is part of her job. She likely does it daily, for several hours. Figuring out how to keep her amazing, sexy, mind-blowing figure as she ages is part of her job. She pays people to help her, and probably worries about it endlessly. Looking healthy and gorgeous at all times is part of her job. If she dares venture out to Starbucks looking haggard, rumors will fly.
I force myself to remember that Jennifer Aniston is professionally pretty, and two things come to light: One is that, if I had the time and resources and energy to work out for several hours every single day of my life, I would undoubtedly look MORE like Jen. Not exactly like her, of course, but a lot more like her than I do right now. The other is that I feel kind of lucky that looking pretty is a hobby for me. Because as envious as I get of the gorgeous bods that famous women possess, I feel enough pressure to stay thin and groomed and attractive and stylish as a complete unknown. I envy their results, but not their process.
We can’t help but compare ourselves to celebrities. They are our societal paragons of beauty and attractiveness. But we CAN make ourselves remember that their bodies are their livelihoods; They work constantly to look the way they do. And while keeping our own bodies healthy and strong is extremely important work, no one’s going to dock our paychecks if we put on a few pounds or flash a little cellulite at the beach.
I’ll probably always aspire to look a little more Jen-like. But I’m generally pretty glad that I’m not actually Jen. I’m an amateur pretty-ist, and that’s just fine by me.
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