Lena: I generally get: “You’re a fucking bitch.”
Emilia: Really!
Lena: Yeah.
Emilia: Are people mean to you?
Lena: Yeah!
Emilia: Dude. Sucks.
Lena: It’s alright. I can take it.
Now if you’re not “hot,” you are expected to work on it until you are. It’s like when you renovate a house and you’re legally required to leave just one of the original walls standing. If you don’t have a good body, you’d better starve the body you have down to a neutral shape, then bolt on some breast implants, replace your teeth, dye your skin orange, inject your lips, sew on some hair, and call yourself the Playmate of the Year. How do we survive this? How do we teach our daughters and our gay sons that they are good enough the way they are? We have to lead by example.
‘Do you get a goody bag at the oscars? What’s in it?’ [x]