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Fairest of the Fair, They Are
I do my best here, whenever I can, to present different points of view. And to promote cross-cultural sharing and improve international understanding wherever possible. It’s what I do. After all, I’m a foreigner myself. It’s in my own best interests to do so.
So, this morning, when I ran across a headline blaring out the fact that twelve contestants in a Saudi Arabian beauty contest had been disqualified because their lips, jaws and necks had been injected with Botox, I thought I’d won the lottery.
I mean, really. How much more Westernized and licentious can the Saudis get? First, they open up a few movie theaters and allow their citizens to see some of the latest flicks (the ones that get past the Saudi League of Decency, of course). Then, they announce that women will be permitted to drive. (I daresay a few of them will get in the car and drive themselves to the soccer matches they’re now allowed to attend. Wheeeee!)
Finally, this morning, I read about this beauty pageant. No burkas. No clothes at all, that I can see, actually. Male and female participants, vying for the titles of Mr. and Ms. Most Beautiful Saudi Arabia 2018. And so intent on winning that many of them have gone under the knife to improve their chances.
I have to say, the look does nothing for me, although I suppose it’s a huge turn-on for the Saudi guys (I bet they are guys) doing the judging. They probably spot the old come hither in the contestants’ hopeful eyes right away.
Speaking for myself, though, perhaps I’m just too decrepit to care. I’m all about priorities at this point in my life, and sometimes it’s almost more than I can manage to stay on top of the nasty hairs that sprout insistently and randomly from my elderly chin. I just don’t have time to fuss about whether or not my pout (or anything else) is symmetrically perfect or perky, and I don’t much notice such things on others any more, either.
So, in the face of my own disinterest and incompetence on this particular question, I’m turning it over to the experts.
Alpha Males of Ricochet (you know who you are), what do you think? Sexy, or not? Ladies, please weigh in also. There’s no oppressive patriarchy here.
From The Guardian:
Twelve Camels Disqualified from Saudi Beauty Contest in “Botox” Row
Published in Humor
Is that a Great Pyrenees?
Yes, that’s Levi. He spent the first fifteen months of his life (supposedly) gainfully employed as a guard dog at a farm up the road. When he decided he’d been railroaded into a job that GPs shouldn’t have to do, he started running away to our place on a regular basis. Eventually, his “mom” gave him to us, after numerous attempts to keep him “down on the farm” had failed. His partner is Xena, who grew up in a Philadelphia apartment (don’t ask) with a couple who subsequently got divorced, and who decided that neither of them wanted the dog. They are among the most loving, intelligent and lovely dogs I’ve ever been privileged to share my life with. You can read more about them here, starting with paragraph three of the post.
My aunt breeds them in NY, just north of the city. She has had a few compete at Westminster.
Oh, that’s wonderful. They are beautiful dogs.
Hello, dear fellow! How are you all faring?
Botox shmotox. Those Saudi camels need some bling
Deer Nanda, Levi here (She’s asleep at the moment, shhh). Thanks for asking. Please excuse any typoes, my paws are too big for the keyboard. Will run the spell checker before I post this, but don’t know if it will get everything.
We’re all fine. He and She enjoyed a nice big ham for several days, and after She made soup from the last bits, Xena and I got the bones! That’s the best thing that’s happened lately. Oh, and all the snow. We love the snow. You should try it sometime. Just sit on a nice, cold snowbank for an hour or two, then lie down on your back in it and wriggle around. It’s lovely. I bet you’d like it two.
Hope you and yours are all well. Take care. Love, Levi and Xena