I sat on a park bench yesterday. A woman sat down next to me holding a tiny baby in such a way that I could see its side profile. Wow! What an impressive nose that baby had, a true windbreaker! It was statuesque, regal even, not words I’ve ever used before in connection with a baby.
Now, the thing is that I had thought that all babies have “baby noses” and the final shape of the nose develops later. Not that I’d actively thought about it, it’s just that my surprised reaction revealed that I must have had that assumption hidden somewhere in my subconscious.
I stand corrected: there’s obviously no such thing as a universal “baby nose” (which then morphs into the “real” nose.)
Except there is! There’s the undeniable, indisputable fact that all baby noses are ADORABLE! All babies are as cute as buttons!
Unfortunately, as we outgrow our cute baby clothes, our looks will be scrutinized, judged or even ridiculed, which is great news for the cosmetics, diet pill, plastic surgery and therapy industries, but there’s nothing great about that baby, twenty years from now, feeling depressed and contemplating a nose job because of too narrowly defined beauty ideals and the emphasis on looks even where it’s completely irrelevant (and let’s face it: mostly it is.) and because people can be so insensitive and impolite.
Which is only human, of course. After all,underneath the (hopefully!) glimmering surface of our minds there are vast depths of primitive reactions, prejudices, flash judgments and other such creatures, which can be useful, save our lives even, but which in most cases should not be let out (of our mouths..)
Keep the im out of polite, people!