As I cannot put a photo in a comment, I must respond here to Foolish Monkey's excellent post (http://open.salon.com/blog/nofrillsmonkey/2012/05/04/tittyplatters-girlywomen_god_save_the_queen_from_stilettos)
First, I often love me some stilettos. But only for occasions and yeah they hurt but I think they are cute. And I'd rather have someone looking at my cute shoes than my draggedy ass.
More to the point of your post. This is a young lady I know in person. This picture was taken of her on her prom night.

Everyone above the age of 30 who saw this said "oh my, what a pretty girl."
The girl pictured said, "oh it's ugly. My teeth are yellow and my lip is weird."
She was not kidding. That, my friends, is sad and a precise indicator of all FM was discussing.

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But I'm Sicilian and my stilettos have 6" blades not heels, so I don't think we're talking about the same thing.
(Plus when I'm wearing my stilettos NOBODY says NOTH'IN about ANY of my body parts!). ;)
usually, I avoid going here, because when I dwell on it, it spooks me to no end, how we as a nation have allowed this creeping corruption of our children: boys and girls. Thanks Keri. This is perfect.
uh..say what?
It's like musical performance: If I play several hundred notes in the course of a song, what I'm going to worry about is the three or four wrong ones, which I'm afraid will outweigh the rest of the performance.
Try showing the picture to one of the girl's peers. See what you get. I think that might tell you in a hurry if what you're seeing is a generational difference or personal-vs.-objective.
the glorious capitalist system requires of her, alas.
until you wake up one morning, and just dont look in the mirror.
and get a sense of how you
"appear" to others, by
reveling in activity or somethinng non narcissitic.
that is when you are invulnerable, and deeply beautiful.
to you as well as others.
when you look in that mirror, at yr EYES, not your blemishes
or teeth, that is when you see what you are.