Agree with Holly's point: "If you're evil enough, no matter how pretty you may be without the evil, you're not going to look good.
Character, especially at the extremes, has a reliable way of showing up physically in many ways, but especially in the musculature of the face. The things that do and don't happen on the face reflect the soul, and become fixed over time. Think about the "smile" with the mouth while the eyes clearly bid you drop dead, or, conversely, recall with pleasure the little wrinkles that say sure, I've smiled before, probably lots of times, and you can share the planet with me, no problem.
Beauty, technically defined by whatever the metrics are, dissolves quickly for me when I smell a rat. It is rare that a face, carefully observed, fails to match the words and the actions.
I feel like there’s sort of a spark or vitality - I’m not quite sure what to call it - that you can see in the faces of good, kind people, and its absence in these MAGA ghouls is quite jarring. You see this with celebrities as well, where some of them are considered attractive/beautiful, but there’s this emptiness to their attractiveness that makes them extremely unappealing. There really is some truth in the phrase “the eyes are the window to the soul.” In my experience, people who are ugly on the inside often have creepy, dead eyes.
Agree with Holly's point: "If you're evil enough, no matter how pretty you may be without the evil, you're not going to look good.
Character, especially at the extremes, has a reliable way of showing up physically in many ways, but especially in the musculature of the face. The things that do and don't happen on the face reflect the soul, and become fixed over time. Think about the "smile" with the mouth while the eyes clearly bid you drop dead, or, conversely, recall with pleasure the little wrinkles that say sure, I've smiled before, probably lots of times, and you can share the planet with me, no problem.
Beauty, technically defined by whatever the metrics are, dissolves quickly for me when I smell a rat. It is rare that a face, carefully observed, fails to match the words and the actions.
I feel like there’s sort of a spark or vitality - I’m not quite sure what to call it - that you can see in the faces of good, kind people, and its absence in these MAGA ghouls is quite jarring. You see this with celebrities as well, where some of them are considered attractive/beautiful, but there’s this emptiness to their attractiveness that makes them extremely unappealing. There really is some truth in the phrase “the eyes are the window to the soul.” In my experience, people who are ugly on the inside often have creepy, dead eyes.
Annalisa, exactly what I was thinking! It's the dead thing.