Just as you are

Now, here is something I like. (And it should dismiss any notion of me being a mystical sad-sack.)

Remember the movie Weird Science? Remember the hot babe the two scientists made, Kelly LeBrock?

Well, I happened to be watching Extra, and they had a segment on her and how she deals with weight.

Watch this segment. Seeing her, you wouldn't think she's 48 and weighs 169 pounds.

And some chuckleheads in Hollywood call her fat.

She is a beautiful, gorgeous woman, just as she is now. Why should she starve herself to fit some nonsensical idea of image?

I've said this before, and it still holds--the mirror can't tell you everything. It can't tell you what lies in your soul.

And, why can't people take others just as they are? Strange...