Beauty Is An Inside Job

~from chapter two

The people who make your lipsticks and eye pencils, the hairdresser who waves your hair- they talk a beauty language that you can understand. Their language does not even need words. you can see its meaning in the mirro, right there in the beauty salon.

But their kind of beauty still comes off at night. And even during teh day, it cannot always cover up the weary lines of fatigue and low energy, the sagging posture of a body that has poor muscle tone. They cannot give you that radiance from within that illuminates even a plain face and an ordinary figure, and makes them exceptional.

Oh, yes, that store-bought, manufactured beauty can put a moment's glow on your cheeks, a shine on your hair. With a skillful coiffure, clever makeup, a well-fitted girdle, you can look attractive when you go out. Cinderella looked beautiful, too, on her way to the ball. But you know what happened when the clock struck midnight.

At what hour does your particular midnight strike? Does your part-time beauty fade when the clock strikes nine?

To me there is only one true beauty foundation, whether for your complexion or your hips. It is manufactured inside your own remarkable body.

What Gayelord Hausser goes on to talk about is the importance of food and exercise to your body, beauty, and wellbeing. It is an alluring thought, a goal that I shall be aiming for in my quest to be a retrobeauty- to look good even without my makeup and girdle! (Or Marks and Sparks magic pants, which I think must be the modern day equivalent of a girdle!)